'Like a DJ with sedatives': A musician who puts his audience to sleep (on purpose)
For the most part, Michael McDermott seemed to be taking advantage last week of the unseasonably warm March weather. He rode his bike to meet me at Mount Airy's High Point Café, where he was enjoying an iced coffee when I arrived. The one incongruous element was his decidedly chillier choice of reading material: On the table between us sat a paperback copy of the Tibetan Book of the Dead.