There’s a party in my mind, and I hope it never stops. Since it’s the music that keeps that fiesta rolling along, I doubt I’ll be able to quit anytime in the foreseeable future. Even when things go quiet, it’s only for a moment. Maybe that’s when the memories get made. Here’s one more of mine: One fellow who listened to my impromptu playing of Fear of Music told me years later that the recording haunted him and led him on a path chock-full of ennui and dissembled thinking. I told him he was lucky I didn’t choose Big Science at that long ago, winter break throw-down. He didn’t think that was funny. So now it’s your turn; go out and make some holiday live music memories before I change my mind and dig that Laurie Anderson album off the rack, entiendes?