Not To Be

Perhaps it was that Northern Wind, just as Jack Burden is tormented in All The King's Men, whatever the reason, my self was uphinged last evening and somehow reading never assumed a priority last night. I read another chapter from the Cubano Bop text this morning while the car defrosted, it is frustrating when the historical focus of something, in this case the origins of Cuban jazz, can't be substantiated except through tertiary sources. Hopefully N will use this frozen bank holiday to forge an advance into Magic Mountain.