Listening to Live at the Annandale (Life Without Buildings) in the kitchen with one of my nephews. Tonight. Thinking again. Thinking again this has to be one of the great live albums. Of all. Of all. Of all time. Wide-eyed excitement & breathlessness. Mesh of guitar & drums. Rhythm & knowledge. Regrets never to have been alert to the sound in its time. That energy. Impossible to listen without a smile, a quickening, a heightened sense of life. Life with or without. Buildings. Ah.