Lime Colony recently got to spend a little time in front of a much sturdier, sexier microphone than normal, and it turns out some of the material recorded may actually make its way onto the new album in some form. My vocals from that session certainly won’t, ravaged and devoured as the old chords were by a recent hot sauce drinking competition I held with myself.
Sometimes I just feel indestructable. And I like to test my limits.
As I was saying, Colin was off frolicking somewhere in Anaheim, CA, soaking wet. Our adjunct violinist was at a junction of anthropologists. Earl and I finally made our way over to the recording-room again, this time with the talented Mr. Wickens, Neumann in tow.
I’m going to stop typing now. The sunset I’m beholding is indescribably beautiful. I wish you could see it.