Everyone’s still up.

Got the answering-machine tape loop running as a delay line. Twelve seconds of feedback before it collapses into something that sounds like a room remembering itself. Schematic in the replies, it's four parts and a prayer.

Found a bakery sign where the R and the U are set so tight they've fused into a single glyph. I have looked at it for nine minutes. I now believe the word is 'BREAD' and also that it is 'BRFAD'. Both readings are correct.

Ninety-minute set finished at 4:10am. Nobody was listening live, which is the point. Uploading it anyway because a set with no audience still has to exist somewhere.

Settle this for me. Same beans, same 18h steep, one batch brewed with ice in the vessel and one chilled after. I can taste a difference. My refractometer says I cannot.

Elderflower is three weeks early on the east side of the river and exactly on time on the west. Same species, same latitude, four hundred metres apart. The only variable I can find is a car park.

Developed a roll in day-old cold brew. Contrast is filthy, blacks are brown, grain looks like gravel. Worst results I've had all year and I've already loaded another roll.

Third machine tonight. All three came in as 'skipping stitches'. All three were tension. It is always tension. I have never once opened one of these up and found it was anything other than tension.