Dead yesterday, singer Lux Interior, of the great 80’s punk/psychobilly band, the Cramps.

Mahubahay Gardens, Madam Wong’s, Club 88…all one with the Snowdens of yesteryear, I guess. Tonight I can smell those places…stale beer, wafting bathroom odors, sweat, smoke. I always understood immediately the impact of the taste of madelines; it’s the senses, not the mind that jar us into our pasts.