Jul 2, 06 03:30 PM
Tracking Ends.
These fotos ganked from listener Chris Koemer.
I gotta get off the internet, man. I mean, I hafta KILL MY LAPTOP.
Dan is comping takes of all the songs we recorded; I spend the day sprawled on the couch, checking my one MySpace page--hm, nope, no new messages--and then the other--hm, nope, none there either--and then the first one again--nope, still nothing new--and then again--and so on and so forth.
I also hate coffee which I am drinking absurd amounts of.
Tomorrow Chuck comes back--he took the van and went to Wisconsin to drink beer for two weeks while we recorded--and brings us to Chicago for the first of three festival gigs. Thus ending this strange gigs/recording/more gigs jaunt.
