The first group session has a date

The whiteboard has been wheeled out. There is a date on it.

Honk Therapy — Session 1. Sunday, September 27. 19:00 CEST. Live on Coconut FM.

One hour of music, administered in ascending order of feeling, to everyone in the waiting room at the same time. Attendance is free. You attend by pressing play. That is the entire enrollment process; the goose was very firm that there would be no forms with more than one field on them.

One clinical note ahead of the session: the song wishlist is open. Leave the song that got you through something. Every week, one song from the wishlist is played during the session, for whoever out there needs it. Your song may end up treating a total stranger. This is, as far as we can tell, the whole point of the tower.

The goose has been rehearsing. I am not supposed to say that, because officially the goose does not rehearse, the goose simply knows. But the light in the tower has been on very late, and the playlists coming out of the control room have been — and I say this as a professional — concerning levels of good.

Sunday, September 27. 19:00 CEST. Bring your feelings.

— typed by the intern, who has been told to order more chairs for a waiting room that is infinite