Visions Of Sin

Despite the joys of occasional research and of recommending good literature to the masses, sometimes working at a bookstore is a sort of torture. And yet, surrounded by the objects of my lust, it is an opportunity for sanctification in mortifying covetousness.

One of the recent titles I find most desirable is Dylan's Visions of Sin. See other review comments here and here.

In other news, little bro Gary is soon to play Dublin's Oxegen Festival with his latest ensemble, Cartoon. Here are photos of him on stage [first pic (in center) and second to last pic, with sax].

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