We practiced with Tommy, Chris, and Russ today. It sounded very cool, with bass, drums, and keyboard, much more like a real band. The rigor and focus was evident, though we managed fine. Things change when time becomes money, which renting a practice room does. After that we went to a show, which wasn't very interesting, and occupied ourselves by browsing through the records and singles. I picked up a Troggs' 7", a lucky find, as well as a very fascinating book called Sex For Beginners. And shut up, I'm not that oblivious. It's not instructional.

My love.

Mixes are in the oven.