Boxing Day, But What Does That Mean?

This one we hope has enough good content to make up for my sloppy production values.  At the end of this year, I find myself barely caring about anything and for that I apologize.  There were just not enough milliwatts in my cortex to edit out Dino's barking through the glass door at around thirteen minutes in, or to take out a couple of clock chimes at around twenty four minutes in, or to go back and fix the downcut of final reverb on the Kaempfert closing track.  I promise the first show of two thousand twenty one will be an improvement.  Still, we thank you for your loyal listenership.  Please write to us [email protected] with comments, requests and suggestions.