Nearly a week ago, my dog woke me up whining because it had started thundering quite a bit and lot louder than normal. I gave him some anxiety meds and took him for a quick walk to help wear him out a little. It was raining pretty hard but I live in apartments with a parking garage so we were getting rained on. As we were walking, I noticed one of those reusable grocery bags next to an oil jug and a trash bag near the door to the trash chute room. I looked in the bag and saw what looked like a PlayStation. I picked the bag up and brought it home to investigate which paid off. My investigation results are: a working PS4 with a power cable, one controller, 15 games, some CD’s, some loose Blu-ray’s, and a couple of books. I added a pic of the games, there were some good ones in there. I’ve been in the Xbox world since the 360 era so I’m excited to play the Sony exclusives!

I’ve always been drawn to albums that feel a little unstable. Not necessarily perfect records, but records where you can hear someone searching for something. Albums that sound like the artist is questioning everything, exploring new possibilities, and trying to transform confusion into music. Some examples for me: Jards Macalé (1972), Frank Zappa’s Freak Out!, Varèse’s work, Chico Science & Nação Zumbi’s Da Lama ao Caos, and Júpiter Maçã’s A Sétima Efervescência. They’re strange, challenging, sometimes even uncomfortable, but they feel alive. Like a musical architecture that appears chaotic on the surface, yet is built on an extremely thoughtful internal logic. What albums give you a similar feeling?