You want coincidence? I'll give you coincidence. Coincidence, hell . . . synchronicity!! Remember a couple of days ago when I was waxing so poetically about the long out-of-print album Definition by Chrysalis? Well, I have since learned, quite by accident, that it has just now been reissued by the excellent U.K. label Rev-ola.
Inasmuch as eight bonus tracks I supplied have been added, you say that you want to know if anyone even bothered to apprise me of the release? Shirley, you jest!
And, you wonder, did I happen to receive a complimentary copy? Have you gone off your meds again?
If I'm even mentioned in the acknowledgements, I'll eat the CD, booklet staples and all. And, yes, even though I'm roundly pissed---no, hurt is more like it ---I will buy a copy. That's how much I like the 1968 recording by Spider Barbour and company.
"There isn't anything you can do in this vicious world."---Rufus Wainright. Ah, well. Onward and upward!
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