
I still don’t know what “the practice” is. (I understand why I don’t, but that doesn’t make it any easier….)
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I still don’t know what “the practice” is. (I understand why I don’t, but that doesn’t make it any easier….)
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I plan to write about the process of recording Color of the Pen, much as I did in an earlier post about my previous song, Josie, but I’m drowning near the end of a semester. Someone asked for the lyrics, though, so I figured that shouldn’t take as long as a full post.
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Generally, I haven’t been too fazed by birthdays ending with a zero. 30, 40, even 50 didn’t feel that different from other years. But there’s something equal parts weird and mundane about turning 60.
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In the early ’80s, I got my hands on my first multi-track recorder: a Teac 4-channel reel-to-reel tape recorder.
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I might not mind a war on Christmas, if it meant I wouldn’t be assaulted with Christmas music everywhere I go.
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