I went to retrieve a shy girl from her family’s house. In my view she was a bit of a hermit. She needed to get out more. I asked to be let into the house. Her family looked like they didn’t want me there too much, but maybe just a little. Her father let me in. I took her to a record-making event. We spilled hot wax on a spinning turntable. It was golden clear and the center was red.