the village recording studio.
that's where i am right this very moment.
certainly one of the up-sides to dating a recording engineer. [the other being the soaps and lotions that john feldmann keeps in his home.]
the village is only the place that everyone in the world has recorded in. you might recognize some of the bands that have used this space - fleetwood mac, busta rhymes, the band...no? what about the beach boys? ringo starr, talking heads? oh, what about this guy named bob dylan? still no? hmm.. marvin gaye, elton john, n'sync, the stones, ice cube? ahh, yes, you know him. neil young, frank sinatra, SIXPENCE NONE THE RICHER! whatever happened to them, anyway?
anyhow, i'm here.
and i'm sleepy.
and as much as matt may try to convince me through the glass door that i'm bored as fuck, i shall power through.
this is me.
powering through.*
on a completely unrelated note, sarah palin makes me very anxious.
*powering through may include intermittent naps.
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