Señor Grumblecakes (jervo) wrote,
Señor Grumblecakes

1. When I consider all the ridiculousness that has been part of the Good Evening experience, I suppose I shouldn't be surprised that our mutually agreed-upon recording sessions, originally scheduled to start Thursday, have been pushed back to Friday. However, in this particular case, moving the date back a day actually works to our benefit - we get 2 full days instead of only one and a half, plus Sunday if we need it. Also, since I was taking Thursday off anyway, I get to sleep in and do nothing, for free.

2. On top of having my 2 main bosses leave the firm, the one guy I have left is leaving for his wedding/honeymoon in India and is going to be gone for an entire month. Which means that I've got nothing going on. Which probably means that I'm going to end up floating, which SUCKS.

3. There are some songs that I'll never, ever get tired of hearing. I acknowledge that I am the most hyperbolic writer in the history of the world, but when I really, honestly think about it, I've probably listened to Peter Gabriel's "Digging In The Dirt" at least 750 times, and I don't think I'll ever get tired of hearing it. It's probably been on 80% of the mixes I've ever made, which includes all the mixes I made before that album got released.

4. Not having phones to answer or printouts to collect means that I get to listen to my iPod all day, and Tenacious D's "Karate" just came on, which is (a) awesome and (b) totally destroyed my train of thought. This is as good a time as any to mention that I've had 2 incredibly vivid dreams this week that involved me, my friends and my family being black.

5. Since I've got nothing else, let me just reiterate how much I can't wait to for you guys to hear the EP. Assuming, of course, that the recording session actually takes place and we don't spill whiskey all over the tapes, I'm feeling pretty confident that this EP is going to kick ass.

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