Dodging Bullets

Of course, the day I wanted to record vocals, the last round of hard vocals for this EP, I started coming down with a cough. All day yesterday I drank water, swallowed, lubricated the throat. Fortunately, I pulled 97% of the vocals off. I just have some screaming left to do -- which actually may still prove difficult given that the cough has worsened.

The entire session last night was a game of cat and mouse, where the cat caught up to me numerous times, but somehow I was able to slip past. Until the very end, that is.



And now . . . feverish, achy, dying. Only two days left. Can't stop. Can't stop.

Cage the Elephant -- "Ain't No Rest for the Wicked"