Avo's Tonight

I'll be hosting at Avogadro's Number tonight, but I don't think I'll play. I played every week for a long while, right after all that writing . . . and I feel another streak of material sort of coming on. Also, I hate mixing myself on suc a sweet sound system because in the middle of the set I hear something wrong with the mix and it should be perfect on a setup like at Avo's.

Kendra will be playing, so I'll be able to mix her live for the first time in like four or five YEARS, and it will be nice to be a part of making her a recording. She has always asked me the best way to get some tracks down and I should have always said to play at Avo's rather than being proud and saying I'd help her out with recording. We never seem to find time to hang out much less set up an afternoon or day-long recording session, and it's so easy with that tasty sound system.



I don't know how I feel about that last post. I need to edit two or three lines and double the verses, add something really . . . something really good. About grain, walking across water or an island. Charts or an island; no man is an island if it isn't this guy. Or seeing the same sun under different skies and what her hands must look like, folded in prayer watching the harbor. I should have my new friend in Austin write a few verses from her perspective. Anyway, another time. I'm going to drive home to Fort Collins now, back into the fray at work and getting ready for school next week. Yikes.

Brian