:: mike errico diary ::

:: Monday, May 8, 2006 ::

I can't believe it. All the music is done. On to the vocals. I can't believe it. I can't believe it's done. It sounds awesome. The "Sweet Anesthesia" tracks and solo... I can't believe it. "Packing My Bags" - the tag at the end... I can't believe it. The guitar on "You Could Be Anywhere" - I can't... I... the drums on "Girlfriend Weather," I mean, he's... KILLING them. I can't believe it. I can't believe how it's coming together. It's for real. And it reminds me of the best of "Pictures" with the best of "Skimming." How can I ask for anything more?

I'm totally loose, and totally free, and I just want to step to the mic and stroke the ball over the left field wall. It's all felt like that so far, and the plan is not going to change.

I just. I just can't believe it.


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:: mike 7:31 PM [+] ::