As if on cue, like the supernatural force I’d always imagined her to be, Opal Jewel appeared in my life not long after that reverie. At the April 2015 taping of a Netflix music special honoring studio wizards, the first high-profile event I’d attended since taking Aural’s reins, I ran into her—literally ran into her, as in both of our clutches fell to the floor, her bullet of lipstick and my cell phone clattering across the marble.
