During one song I did not recognize, Hitchcock took a wild fuzztone solo while still singing the lead melody, which is not a thing people can just do. Rieflin delivered a brief studious lecture about how to make a proper studio recording as human hands grew from spectators’ eyeballs and undid the Gordian knot that binds commerce and music in our post-industrial society.

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Shortly after the Largo jam session featuring Harper Simon and his circle of Silver Lake superstar friends, I got a text: “Was he at least as good as Jakob Dylan?” my friend asked waggishly.

Well, sure! Maybe!

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