Laurie Anderson has been forever inspiring to me. Since the first time I listened to “Oh Superman” on the CD I rented from the Ann Arbor Public Library, to the last time I fell asleep post “one of those carpenter days,” beer in hand, at Grand Illusion Cinema watching Heart of a Dog for the second time that week. “The Beginning of Memory” holds words I have listened to over-and-over again this last year and three-quarters, and I am still listening.
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