Blake Thomas woke me up with a phone call at 8:15a.m., “hey uh yeah, sorry, I’m here at your house already. I’m early.” Time to get my butt out of bed and make some coffee. Again, coffee in hand, we trudged over to Colin’s house and hit record at 9am. Blake plowed through 12 tunes on the tenor banjo! He was amazing.
1:30pm - My mom and grandma came and picked me up for a little lunch break at Matt’s. It had been so long since I had a Juicy Lucy. Damn!
Post lunch editing and guitar playing.
10pm - Our fortress was infiltrated by a good looking man with a mason jar full of martinis. He even brought fancy glasses and garnishes (thank you Greg my love).
We wrapped up at midnight or so. My hands and fingers are sore.
Day 4 is all about the fiddle. Introducing Mr. John Moline…