In his book Hotel California, Barney Hoskyns describes Laurel Canyon, Los Angeles, in the 1970s as “A funky Shangri-La for the laid-back and longhaired, who perched in cabins with awesome views of LA’s sprawling basin.”
A few anxious messages these past few days, enquiring about the new Wilco album. For various reasons (not least because I have a stream rather than a download), I haven’t been able to play it and concentrate on it as much as I’d like, so I’m reluctant to say too much at this point.