Over at Records on Ribs I’ve done a list of my favourite albums of the year. The other day, I remembered I’d forgotten Vic Chesnutt’s two albums from ’09: At the Cut and Skitter on Take Off. I didn’t go and amend my post because I couldn’t be bothered. That’s totally trivial and unimportant, especially in the light of Chesnutt’s death today, but it’s those little things you (self)-obsess over in the shadow of death. Sorry, Vic, and thanks for all the music.
Fuck Private Healthcare.
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