Last night I caught Jeff Mangum performing at Occupy Wall Street via Ustream and realized it’s probably the closest I will ever get to seeing him perform live, which is pretty good considering that up until very recently no one even knew what the hell he was up to these days.
Since last night, I’ve been on a Neutral Milk Hotel kick of sorts, but “Oh Comely” just keeps wafting back into my head, letting me walk around in sort of trance state, like I am keeping secrets for eternities, stored in a tired smirk and a sigh.