In general, things in the media landscape have been really interesting in town—with a features editor and two reporter positions recently open at The Sun and a reporter and editor-in-chief position open here, it feels like the fucking '80s or something. Five full-time jobs? And fucking Baltimore Style—damn! They've always sneaked in really great stuff—I recall a pretty wonky but really well-written feature about Baltimore as the birthplace of American psychoanalysis—but Jessica Bizik seemed to start out really weakly as editor, with weepy editor's notes at the beginning of every issue. Then the "women on weed" cover came. The story itself was a bit weak—you may be surprised to learn that there are women who get high too?—but they put it on the goddamn cover and Wegmans pulled their support of the mag over it and Baltimore Style took their hits. And then they came back with the recent issue, which kicks fucking ass. On the cover, the three principles behind Le Mondo, Carly J. Bales, Evan Moritz, and Ric Royer, pose in the Psychic Annex, the Park Avenue building where I have a studio and Royer's and Mortiz's individual projects—Psychic Readings and the Annex Theater—will perform. I'm psyched to have a space there. Royer, perfectly, is looking off, distracted, in another direction. That Dylanesque disdain for the niceties of promotion makes it a real, interesting picture.