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Back To The Beach: Album Sessions Day 6

Hey Soul Mates,
Bryan just dropped me off from our recording session at the Lincoln Lounge. It went very well. We started by polishing off the bass parts. Mainly, I had to do a complete take of Everything My Heart Desires, which is a bassline I really enjoy playing. Then we cleaned up a few mistakes on other tracks and my work for the night was done.

Then it was Bryan's turn to put down lots and lots of guitar parts. He was sizzling by the time we wrapped up. The solo section on Fall Out is superb. Frankly, the whole project is coming together nicely. There are a multitude of hits on it, waiting to move you.

We have sessions lined up for tomorrow night, as well as next weekend. Tomorrow we'll complete the guitars. The weekend is reserved for the vocals. Perhaps after we get our next batch of instrumental mixes, we'll post snippets on myspace.

I am thrilled that My Hoyas are going back to the Sweet 16. But the game against former Big East rivals, Boston College was more exciting than it needed to be. I had to follow it via computer and the Hoyas were not winning when I had to step away from the score. Phwew!

Thanks for the comments on the previous blog. I didn't get to watch too much of the action today, but I just checked the scores and there were some upsets. My brackets are pretty jacked up, but I've still got my final four in there. Needless to say, watch out for that Hoya Paranoia!

Time for a late night cup of Rooibos and honey before going to sleep.
Love, Power, Peace

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