Sienna's working at the hospital tonight, so Peja and I are holding down the fort. Well, I'm holding down the fort -- Peja's sleeping through the thunder and the rain.
The girls hung out with the inlaws today, so I got a bunch of time in the studio. I'm working on finishing off a tune called "David Ash", which is about meeting this big native canadian dude while walking around Thunder Bay with Sienna trying to figure out how to get married. We were sitting on a park bench, pretty down, because I think we had just found out that you can't just go and sign some forms and be married, but that you have to have a service and jump through some hoops first. So, we're sitting there, really worried about how it was all going to turn out. And a couple of homeless people walked by and kept asking us if we were waiting for this soup kitchen to open (we had just spent a month in the woods, so we weren't at our most dapper), and then this huge guy, drunk as hell, sits down beside me on the bench and introduced himself. I remember him shaking my hand, and my hand just disappeared into his, and he squeezed -- enough to let me know that he was in charge. He made me promise him that I would remember him, and remember his advice that I should "See the fucking world!" It was funny, because after 2 months of tree-planting in 2 countries, all I wanted to do was go home with my girl.
I got the rhythm guitar and bass parts (or most of the bass. . . the last chorus might change) down, and I have to decide whether I'm going to re-record the drums, or just keep the loop that's running through the song. It's a 2 bar loop -- from an exercise I gave one of my students one day.
Oh, hey, basketball season is approaching! First game is Sept 14th! All I need now is a team. . .
