just as crusts reform, so can our grasps on the routine. just today two shit festivals announced some golden acts. Fuck the rest of Ultra, but give me that Hercules live and maybe even that hidden carl cox tent. same goes for Langerado (now bayfront) with the exception of Tortoise. between those announcements and the shit writing on the Daily Show last night i now know to keep a more open mind on this mysterious Mon-day.
