Songageddon.
Are you all right? You sure? Good, good. Yeah, we're okay. Head above water, you know. Always a good thing.
Oh, sorry. I was just on the phone with Mitch Macaphee, our mad science adviser, who wisely chose this week to travel to Madagascar for a conference on ... I don't know, monster-making best practices, something like that. Good time to leave, what with the hurricane and all that. Up here at the Cheney Hammer Mill, we implemented our disaster preparedness plan. Basically that involves closing the windows, drawing the curtains, and blocking our ears. Occasionally someone lights a candle. (When it comes to disasters, we're not good.)
Fortunately, the gods of rock and water were smiling down upon us this past Monday-Tuesday. That monster storm took an extreme left hook and missed us clean, somehow. Not that you could tell that was the case by looking at this Hammer Mill. It appears as though it's been through hurricanes, earthquakes, tornadoes and pestilence. (Some would argue we qualify as pestilence, but what do they know? Them and their stinking badges.) One could hardly imagine how this place would handle high winds and higher water, and here we are on the banks of the mighty Mohawk River, just waiting to get clobbered.
We didn't have anything like a hurricane party. Still working on our new album, Cowboy Scat: Songs in the Key of Rick. Matt and I have been mixing for the most part over the last few weeks, but this week we worked on a new Rick song, possibly the closer for the album. To my count, that makes about 47 Rick Perry songs written and recorded over the past year. (That may be a little high, but then.... so are you, most likely. That's right - I'm looking at YOU, stoner!) If you want to do your own unofficial census, just play back some of our podcast episodes from the last year. We've been posting rough drafts since last September or so - half-recorded songs, to be embellished later. Why do this? Input! We want to hear from you. (That's right, stoner ... I'm talking to you...)
Hope you got through the storm in one piece. I'd better get back to Mitch. Don't want to keep him on hold too long, or he might invent something dangerous.
Oh, sorry. I was just on the phone with Mitch Macaphee, our mad science adviser, who wisely chose this week to travel to Madagascar for a conference on ... I don't know, monster-making best practices, something like that. Good time to leave, what with the hurricane and all that. Up here at the Cheney Hammer Mill, we implemented our disaster preparedness plan. Basically that involves closing the windows, drawing the curtains, and blocking our ears. Occasionally someone lights a candle. (When it comes to disasters, we're not good.) Fortunately, the gods of rock and water were smiling down upon us this past Monday-Tuesday. That monster storm took an extreme left hook and missed us clean, somehow. Not that you could tell that was the case by looking at this Hammer Mill. It appears as though it's been through hurricanes, earthquakes, tornadoes and pestilence. (Some would argue we qualify as pestilence, but what do they know? Them and their stinking badges.) One could hardly imagine how this place would handle high winds and higher water, and here we are on the banks of the mighty Mohawk River, just waiting to get clobbered.
We didn't have anything like a hurricane party. Still working on our new album, Cowboy Scat: Songs in the Key of Rick. Matt and I have been mixing for the most part over the last few weeks, but this week we worked on a new Rick song, possibly the closer for the album. To my count, that makes about 47 Rick Perry songs written and recorded over the past year. (That may be a little high, but then.... so are you, most likely. That's right - I'm looking at YOU, stoner!) If you want to do your own unofficial census, just play back some of our podcast episodes from the last year. We've been posting rough drafts since last September or so - half-recorded songs, to be embellished later. Why do this? Input! We want to hear from you. (That's right, stoner ... I'm talking to you...) Hope you got through the storm in one piece. I'd better get back to Mitch. Don't want to keep him on hold too long, or he might invent something dangerous.
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