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I Left My Heart In Monnow Valley

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Today's pictures for our website are from our first day in Wales. We drove straight from Huddersfield after our show to Monmouth. By the time we got there (around 4 a.m., the sun was on the rise). Monnow Valley Studio (MVS) is an amazing place. Special thanks to our Jo for putting us up and putting up with us. We absolutely loved MVS, lovely country and a brilliant studio. Just check out the photos. You'll get a sense of the natural beauty of the area. The house itself is an attraction, built in the 17th century or so. Narrow staircases, brick and wood.

The studio takes up half of the mill house. It is a large space with high ceilings. The main recording room is split in two by the famous door with it's mammoth millwheel. The end closest to the control room is where we did guitar and vocal tracking. The second half of the room is for drums and houses several keyboards and a grand piano.

My favorite picture in this group is the surreal shot of me at the grand taken from outside the studio. The reflection makes it appear as though the piano is made up of the small slabs of stone jutting from the hill behind.


As usual, special thanks to our official photog, Patty T for always capturing something magical. And there is lots to be said about the magic of MVS. And it's ghosts. But don't ask Bryan about his bed moving while no one was in his room. If you look closely at the pix, you'll see both Bryan and myself blogging. It had taken us a while to get somewhere to catch up with folks and our story on the internet.

It's hot as blazes in LA. We had a lot of unseasonable heat in Wales. Seems like we brought it back home. Been one of those weeks where you don't want to go outside at all. Here's to some cool relief.
Love, Power, Peace

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