The day started with Darin drinking two cups of coffee and not calming down for the next 3127469 hours. The house shook for the next 6 hours as Pat and Gulab recorded clean and not so clean guitars. Something needs to be said for the way these two nail things on the first try, even Fatman (dickButt’s second half) was impressed and nominated Pat for a dickButt medal of honor (not that I think it’s worth much, anywhere). 
(Gulab preparing to strangle Darin or myself)
After the loud stuff was done we pulled out the Banjo and the Acoustic to add the extra flavor and shape to some of the songs.
Now it was Sam’s time to shine, and shine he did. But something over shadowed his vocal performance and that was his butts reaction to the aloe vera juice he drank. I’ve heard some farts in my day but what he did brought us to tears in the best and worst sense.
All and all we got everything we could get done in the time we had done and now the rest is up to our good buddies at dickButt. Recording is a long and strenuous project but it’s already worth it. We can’t thank Mama Natoli enough for her overwhelming hospitality and tolerance of 5 stinky dudes making here home too loud for a non-stop weekend. And to Fatman and Mike we owe you more than all the doo doo juice in the world.
Songs will be ready for listening soon.
