Marc

Okay. Here goes.

I'll be gone for a four day stint, roughly, as myself, Scooter, my roommate Luke, and Sean are taking a road trip to New Orleans. That's right. Partying in the southern half of the continental US. Killer, eh bro's?

You haven't missed much. I wrote a film score-ish song the other night. Not so much the guitar parts, but all the strings is what tips it off. Reminds me of a Forrest Gump type ending where the strings fade into the black just before the credits. If I had a CD burner I'd put it up, but I don't, so you'll just have to wait for my much anticipated solo album, which has been stalled at three/three-point-five songs. I can't nail this fourth one done, yet, and it's killing me. But I should say that I'm to try and sing now on my own. I'm nervous about it, but it's about time I got off my ass and started making up my own shit. Right?

Right.

So, so long until later this week. I'm sure I'll have tons of stories. Take care.