Holy Shit,
So we drove the big white van down from Chicago to New Orleans this past week. We collected drummer and percussionist Doug Gay in Baton Rouge, LA. Doug is an old friend of mine who played on a recording project way back in the day. We stayed at his house for a weekend, rehearsing, eating, drinking beer and soaking in his hot tub.

From there we went to Piety Street Studio in New Orleans. Two days, 10 hours a day, nine songs, all live. All of our expectations were exceeded. I honestly mean that. The four of us came together, listened to one another and gave it everything we had. The results are beyond what I hoped for. On the second day of recording a St. Patty's Day parade went by the studio. That pretty much summed up the trip. We've still got to add the finishing touches and what not, but we're very excited to get it out there. It's been over three years since we put out a full length album.

As a side note, we also stopped in McComb, Mississippi on the way back. We ate at the famed Dinner Bell Restaurant. Four giant tables, 17 strangers to a table, lazy Susans and the best Southern cooking you could ever imagine. It was as if we were living in a dream world for a week.

Cheers,
Flame Shark