PG comes to Boston in November. I broke down and bought tickets. Why not? I did that ten years ago for his last tour. The man is 52 years old. Wow. I was looking over his albums. From the second one (release in 1978) to UP (this year), it’s disorienting to watch the man age “so quickly.” PG has a sort of faery-like, timeless quality for me. When I listen to Melt, it’s always 1981. Good times, good times.

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