first day of tracking.

the machine that writes the music.
tracking guitar.





yesterday went amazing. after 2 stops at starbucks and lunch at crispers we ended up working 13 hours. i wish all the producers i worked with were this much of a workaholic. i could be like wayne newton (that guy has come out with more than 134 records!!!).

im off to track piano, will write more when i get good pictures.

Comments

Anonymous said…
good work!!! i cant wait til it comes out!!!!
1:51 PM
Anonymous said…
Yay!!! I am so happy for you! I actually squealed. Ha. Good luck! I'll keep you in my prayers!
5:03 PM
Anonymous said…
im so extremely pumped up to hear this!!!
ill get it as soon as i can
7:05 PM
lulu lovecake said…
GOOD JOB BABY!
you are so amazing.
...and hot!
10:29 PM
Anonymous said…
amazing :) congratualtions!
12:55 AM
MH said…
That's awesome. Amazing. I'm really really glad for you.
12:24 PM
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