FAWM. Day 9.

You wouldn't even believe me if I tell you about the day I had.

I made a conscious decision to keep music-making at the fringes and concentrate on some daily tasks that I've been putting off for days. Made a list of fifteen things and achieved 12 or 13 of them. Lots of crazy running around in unfamiliar parts of Brooklyn.

Oh, and at some point, I ended up at Hooters.

(Celebrating a friend's birthday...with chicken wings!)

Crazy.

Them Crooked Vultures rocked the world last night. They are worthy of worship.

I hope to be snowed in tomorrow, so that I can write and write. Two for my producer. Two for FAWM.

(Four songs...is that realistic?)

(Dunno.)

j.

FAWM. Day 8. The First Song.

I've recorded it.

However, there are about 20 tracks, and I have to put stuff in place.

Not right now, though.

Right now I'm going to Roseland to have my face rocked off by Them Crooked Vultures!

Rawk.

j.