I'm exhausted. I'm pounding coffee like a Dunstable cop. I feel like Apollo Creed post Drago/James Brown. But this is what I signed up for. I got a ton done last night. My mind has become completely occupied with this record. I drummed like a caveman and sang like inpatient for 4 hours and it was so fun. The people down at Satellite rehearsal are certified gems. George, I got your back. Much respect.
Stopped by Ye Rustic Inn with Joe first and grabbed some wings and beers to fuel up. We discussed guitars, recording, and real estate. We plotted a little bit about the production of this record. I'm not revealing anything though.
Tracked drums for 5 songs, it was harder than I anticipated. Then I did some vocals for a bunch of songs. Mikey's coming by tonight after work to lay down some thunder. Some boom boom. Some low end. Know what I mean?
I'm listening to the White Album right now and I'm thinking about going to ye rustic inn for lunch. Not to eat but to retrieve my ATM card :) But if I'm there I might as well eat some more wings. Best wings in LA I say!!!
Stay Free, Danny
Is this all there is?
10 years ago
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