Still hearting my radio station. "Silver Springs" was just on, too--one of my favorite Fleetwood Mac songs. And you know, it's kind of spooky to hear a band that you know--particularly if you've seen the "Behind the Music"--has had more romantic makeups and breakups than a soap opera perform a song with the chorus,

I'll follow you down till the sound of my voice will haunt you (give me just a chance)
You'll never get away from the sound of the woman that loves you (was I just a fool?)

It's like you've wandered into some private psychodrama they're enacting onstage and they're not even conscious you're watching.

Working on Black Ribbon, too. It's coming.

(ETA: God bless Prince, but it's really hard to write rilly proper dialogue with "P. Control" wailing in the background. Hee hee.)