Spent a big weekend back in the hometown, the clear highlight being a demonstration before my own two peepers of the absorptive power of Depends adult diapers – never seen anything so amazing! The considerable volume of yellow was soaked right into the patented gel core, and the fellow testing the undies reported that his nethers were bone-dry within seconds. Real impressive. Upon my departure I was sent off with a pair of my very own AND a Bloodrock LP, so the trip was a screaming success, despite a near disaster on the highway when I foolishly chose the x-tra caffeinated roadside sludge-brew (peppermint flavored?!) and set to wishing that I’d pulled on those Depends for the ride. Willpower and bladderpower saw to it that the crisis was averted, WHEW, so here I am, back home and safe in the arms of some Dianogah single. Dudes’ “THING” was that they had a dual-bass lineup, though I’m not sure that that makes a notable difference on these two songs, which are standard-fare late-century Chicago post-rockarolla instros. Sleepy stuff on the A that’s along the lines of a professionally-trained American Analog Set, and the livelier B might actually excite me if I was a hotshot bedroom bass geek. Not that it’s BAD… I’d at least clean my house or get ready for dreamland to these songs. But would I let my daughter marry one?