Rabbit Hole Grab Bag

It started from a newsletter from the beautiful, kind Lowland Hum, who have done an episode of the new-to-me podcast Podsongs, an episode I still haven’t watched/listened to because I immediately noticed an episode with Peter Rollins, and I’m a big fan and still maybe two degrees of separation from based on my intense (pushy, IRL) research into the UK-and-adjacent alt-worship scene of the early ’00s. I’ve mentioned Peter quite a bit on this blog, more so in the late ’00s and early ’10s, although as recently as ‘24. The next day I finally clicked on Rick Beato’s interview of Billy Joel. Say what you want about Billy Joel, but he gets music. The next day was the worst day of a series of worst-weeks-in-recent-memory as it relates to my pain related to my broken hip, and I’d taken my last Tramadol the day before and wasn’t allowed to get a refill without my pain doctor’s approval, which I was still waiting on1. I had observed Tramadol’s other effects on me and knew that stopping was going…