It's for a Halloween costume. I can't tell you any more, except that this last-minute shit kills me. Totally my fault, though.
I'm buying a major piece of music gear tonight. There are plenty of shows this evening, including Jazz Guys Halloween. But it's pretty doubtful I'll be able to tear myself away from my new toy.
Lots of other stuff happening this weekend, too. We're going to a puppet opera tomorrow, then to a neighborhood party. Provided I can get my damn costume together, that is. Did I ever mention that I don't much care for parties?
Also on Saturday: Swale as "Transformer" (special Lou Reed set) at Parima. Sounds wild. Unfortunately, I'll be at the aforementioned soiree.
Fun will likely be had, but part of me would rather stay at home and listen to John the Wolf-King of L.A.
ABSOLUTELY UNRELATED UPDATE; 1:07 p.m.:
Could someone just put Aaron Sorkin out of his *breathing* misery already?