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Day Three Hundred Fourteen

Today feels big. Whether it actually was or not remains to be seen, but it feels that way. Here's why: I got a response from J. this morning to the message I sent last night, saying that he was up for whatever I had planned. He mentioned that he was re-working the solo stuff we had worked on last year, but that he "would rather do something new and make it demo-worthy." Secretly, I'm hoping for "album-worthy," but that's just details right now.

Then, tonight, J. and I sent messages back and forth on Skype, just sort of opening the discussion on the project. The first question he asked was whether the demos were tempo correct (meaning, will he just be able to drop drums in behind them). I told him I doubted that they were, but I sent him the files anyway, so he can see where we're at, and try to figure out where we go from here. Apparently, he'll listen on the train tomorrow on the way to work, and we have another discussion planned for tomorrow night after I get off work. And once we know where he thinks things sit, B. and I will have a much easier time formulating a plan of attack for this whole thing.

Perhaps inspired by the chat, I sat with the acoustic (after texting B. about the chat with J.) and actually made progress on one of the progressions from last night! I'm really liking what I got too, so that's good.

Also, J. asked where I wanted to start with the demos... that whole "if I had to pick one to work on first," thing, and both B. and I picked the same tune, so I suspect that we shall begin there. It's probably one of the stronger songs we have, even if the current demo isn't quite as polished as some of the others. This will be good, this is the song I've always wanted to hear done right, and rocked up. Now we just hold our breath for the conversation tomorrow.

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