What a groove the summer of 2004 was. I finally got the studio of my dreams and set it up all perfect. Stacia would split to work and Hazel and I would stay home and rock. She slept and I composed. She woke and got mad that I was two timing her with the computer. She chilled when I patted her back in rhythm. She likes the beat man. I got a little drummer on my hands. You’re fired Feinberg!

It Is an Easy

- posted by danvt @ 11:43 AM