New mp3s up, and I hope you all take advantage of these three hotttt disco trax (they'll be up for a week, or until I decide to put up new ones). My room is small and cluttered with books and CDs and clothes, but I've managed to find about two square feet where my own square feet can do their business. Right before I sat down to type this, I was having a go at Azoto's "San Salvador" (Rams Horn, 1980) -- oh, you know, exotic abandon, rattlesnake percussion, hustle strings, piano block chords played off the beat, falsettos, a chorus that sounds like a thoroughly dated tourism campaign. Sigh.