Ka-Donk: The Sound That Might Save Me One Day

On failsafes and noses.

This past weekend, my kid and I stopped in on an elderly and infirm relative. It was one of those peaceful summer mornings that felt homely in a way I hadn’t experienced for years. My aunt was downstairs making fresh theplas, there was a radio on, somewhere, playing the Mukesh classics, all killer no filler from the late 60s, The windows were open and t…