Alaska Whetha They Wanna Paahty (Or, License to Grill)
Wowie zowie, it's been a long time since I've logged on to get my blog on (it took me one hour to think of that opening sentence).
I hope everyone out there has been enjoying the occasional sunshine of the emerging spring. I for one am eagerly anticipating being able to grill the majority of my dinners (I've been eating wads of raw ground beef since November and could really use a hot meal and a stomach pump).
My life has been moving along at its typical break-neck pace with hardly a minute to stop and enjoy what's really important in life (for example, I didn't get to watch the most recent episode of "Lost" until Sunday. SUNDAY, people!).
One particularly exciting time drain that has recently entered my life is the new Welcome to Florida album we're working on. After many delays and reschedulings, we finally got a whole weekend together to record as many tracks of bass and drums (a.k.a. the instruments that actually matter) as possible. I'm happy to report that we laid down 11 songs, all of which sound great! We have about 8 or 9 more songs to record, then we'll pare it down to the best 15 or so and get this bad boy printed up. And don't forget, I'm still accepting suggestions for an album title!
In local New London news, Mitch and I have new downstairs neighbors. They just moved here from Alaska and are both musicians, so they don't have anything interesting to talk about whatsoever at all (it's opposite day). I'm looking forward to having a weekend free once the weather is nice so we can have a deck party and get to know each other. Blog-readers, you're welcome to join us!
Well I am SWAMPED at work right now, so I had better get back to the grind, but I'll post another update soon. Much love, y'all!
C-Rei