We recorded today for the first time in over a year. Maybe it'd be a lot less stressful if we did it more often. Either way, I'm home now.
We all trekked out to sunny Pasadena to raise a little hell with our good friend Raymond Richards. We got some good things on tape. We didn't fall off the damn staircase. (Let that handprint stain be a warning to all those who fool around.) And I think we've got something to be proud of. Here are some pictures to prove we're not lying. We will figure out what to do with the sounds after a nap.