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January 18, 2003
Needing diversion, distraction, I'm working my way though my music collection, in alphabetical order. Having gone through Bauhaus, Black47 and BST, I've approached Bowie. That will mean Heroes and Low, the soundtrack to that winter 19 years ago, sitting in the alcove on fourth floor Trow. Music was a conscious attempt at distraction then when it was too early for alcohol, and one that could be consumed in public. He was my own Thin White Duke.

The basic pattern has not changed. I try to drown the pain in waves of music. At least my liver is spared these days.