Two miles, Morning Prayer, hot breakfast, rehearsal, Mass, lunch; then Margaret and I indulged in some musicological and cultural musings about the Monkees (whatever one may say about the commercialism of a premise of a made-up band, there’s some top-level artistry in the hookiness of those singles), then some Charlie Louvin, then the Hillbilly Thomists (alongside revision on the topic of ‘the Dominican Order(s)), Laurie Anderson, Blind Alfred Reed, and the B-52s. That’s a day, isn’t it?