It’s Saturday. Spending a lovely day in the studio nursing a stomach full of chimichangas and watching college football. Joe’s laying down more vocals at the moment. Travis, our producer, is working Joe’s vocal chords like a cow’s udder and squeezing every last note out of there he can produce. And Joe’s taking off the technicolor dreamcoat and singing with some serious balls. Can’t wait for you to hear it.
I’m now 63 and 1 in ping pong and the 1 is only because I landed ass-first on a sprinkler head and had to forfeit.
Drums are done. Guitars are on two tracks. Vocals are on two tracks. Steve is on a recliner. Things are moving along quite splendidly.
Here’s a video that is 10% music and 90% shenanigans. Enjoy.