At some point in the next few months I’ll have a lull between manuscript revision and publication of both the Rock & Roll Explorer Guide to New York City and the Little Book of Rock & Roll Wisdom, and I’m going to dust off the first novel, A Record Collection Reduced to a Mixtape. The title was inspired by a line in a brilliant single by the brilliant Art Brut, “Nag Nag Nag Nag.” No idea whether Art Brut singer and raconteur Eddie Argos would be flattered or horrified (guessing the latter) by the connection, but maybe my run of good luck with getting books published will continue and we’ll get to find out. On the right is a piece created by my dear friend Amy Chase, a gift while I was working on the first draft of the book (she’s since read that and hasn’t given me any feedback, which I’m optimistically pretending is not a sort of review), while on the left is a painting by Mr. Argos himself. A new Art Brut album is on the (hopefully near) horizon, and in true renaissance man form he’s also an accomplished painter, writer, and gosh knows what else. A brief pause for me to consider all of this, and now back to work.