Park that car. Drop that phone. Sleep on the floor. Dream about me.

Duly added to the list of things I can’t get enough of: the way John Perry’s guitar won’t stop climbing at the beginning of “Another Girl, Another Planet.” I may not agree that it’s the greatest rock single ever recorded, but certainly no pop song ever kicked off better than this one, and that’s what it’s all about. —The fact that it’s in heavy rotation with “Catastrophe” is probably best not dwelt on, given that our Secretary of State is sending coded messages to the end-time fucknuts who are so goddamn besotten with themselves they think it’s only fitting the world’s ending just for them. This, too, shall pass. The Dude abides.