Don’t know what to do for the chorus of the new song but the student i spoke with this morning, the one who got there before the others, said he too doesn’t want to repeat things he previously wrote. i said i know, that’s how it goes. have you ever written about a broken vacuum cleaner? he asked why. i said it’s just the first thing that came to mind that i never write about. he said he’ll try. can i fit a broken vacuum cleaner into a story about tammi terrell and james brown and david ruffin, i guess so but can i make it make sense? can i make it amuse me? can i make it add to the story? of course i can, that’s the thing about art making, it is its own universe, anything goes.