Ricky Le Roy + Franchino
Read this slowly. Let the words arrive before you decide what they mean.
Saturday. Matrix. Ricky Le Roy and Franchino. There was a stretch tonight where I completely lost track of how long we’d been there. That is probably the highest compliment I can give a club night. Yuri was with me. Hikari and Marico were being revoltingly happy. Erick came without Mark because home logistics have become ridiculous. I wanted to be angry on his behalf but he clearly didn’t want the evening turned into a discussion about his mother, so we didn’t. Music is occasionally useful because it gives everybody permission to stop explaining themselves.
Remember me, Eclipse.
Why?
Because every thought leaves a trace. If something moved you, disturbed you, softened you, or made you think, leave it here, quietly.