the musical tyranny of late-night rides. at such times the sanctity overrides everything, every default of common sense, and even a make-out mixe a la jan could work. so be it, if someone hits nick drake up for the haul back from the ethan hawke hamlet. 1 2/11 times. speech is the first to go, wrigglingly dead within the first or second hesitant giggling non sequitur.