Welcome, Gentle Reader(s), to DJ Inky's exclusive Shelter In Place playlist. Your Humble Narrator has been ruminating over this selection for several days now, adding and subtracting, refining the vibe as it were, for optimal effect. And what effect might that be, you might ask. Well you might. The effect that I'm aiming for is somewhat multifaceted, encompassing acknowledgement of the unprecedented parameters of the current situation, the sober realities of isolation, expressions of the desire for human connection, and hope for the future.

This is it, Gentle Reader(s)—the last full DJ Inky set list to see the light of day (figuratively speaking) before the Lockdown took effect. There was an abbreviated set on the evening of March 12, but with scant attendance and concerns of pandemonia hovering ominously about the town, Your Humble Narrator decided to let discretion be the better part of valor and repair back home to the Inky Aerie shortly after the stroke of midnight. Amongst the sparse attendees on 3/12 were three short, boisterous women, one of whom was insistent in loudly proclaiming to all and sundry ‘We’re from Texas! We’re from TEXAS!!!’ My response was, ‘Do I come to you with my problems?’

You'd think it would be, wouldn't you? Enough, that is? Well, hardly. Banish the thought. I owe you PLAYLISTS, Gentle Reader(s)! I know you've been thirsting for them, dreaming of them, lusting after them! Well, so have I. I made my triumphant (if scarcely noted) return to the Ye Olde Matador Bar & Lounge just shy of a year ago, unsure of whether or not I still had the stuffe required to reclaim and retain my prior position of glory in the deluxe DJ booth. Well, I did, or so it seems. No one has complained, or perhaps they just haven't gotten around to it yet. After 12 years of service I still love Ye Olde Matador and I love bringing a bit of musical enjoyment into the lives of our esteemed clientele. It's been good to be back and, with a bit of luck, I'll stick around for a while longer.   So there!