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Day Twenty Six (Year Five)

I got into the studio on the early side today, hoping to get back, at least a little bit, to the roll I was on before we left for a much needed vacation.

I started in on a little bit of the rather large pile of listening that I brought back home with me, making the new Gaslight Anthem record my first dip into that pool.  I didn't make it through the whole thing before the urge to pick up a guitar struck me, but I got through the first eight tracks or so, and while it is a darker, heavier record by their standards, their voice still comes through clearly.  They may not be your older brother's Gaslight Anthem, but they haven't lost sight of who they are as a band.

I really thought that, first day back from bit of time away, I'd go straight for the electric, cranking up the volume on the amp, and blasting away, just happy to be back in what has become my comfort space.  It surprised me all the more, then, when it was the acoustic that wound up in my hands for the entire time I was in the studio.  Granted, that might have had something to do with the magazine on songwriting that I had picked up yesterday (put out by the good people at Total Guitar... I checked), but still.  It was good to break my fingers back in with the extra work on the acoustic.

As for tomorrow, I'd like to:

1) Get back to the ukulele.  It was the one thing I didn't manage to fit in today.
2) Pick up the electric for a bit.
3) Keep going with the listening.

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