Today Mister Fez Wrecker will be laying down his guitar parts on three of the tunes on the new album. These songs should have been professionally recorded long ago and his parts are always a great addition, wish I could be there for it. I was also checking out some of Ralf’s revisions of some of his parts over some rough mixes Justin made and I’m excited. Not sure if anyone else will like it but I already know this record will be something we can be proud of. I was so in love with The New Colossus I was worried it wouldn’t be possible, I’m no longer worried.

Last night I finished my guitar and vocal parts for the new album. Thee Ralf Huenefeld will be adding his sonically mystical magical guitar parts and Mr. Fez Wrecker will even be playing his wicked riffs over 3 of the songs. All the right ingredients for the potion, all being mixed by Justin (A fine job so far, Mr Patience, get some friggin’ sleep!).

More guitars recorded over the week, next week is a long week of recording vocals and then my parts for the new album are finished. WOn’t be easy to breathe or sing with 4 busted ribs so wish me strength.

Thumbelina

In wintertime the birds that sing

Fly to the sun or fall to freeze

Fair you well, my pretty girl

Now I must leave and fly up to the sun

Thumbelina, Persephone is calling 

Will I live through winter?

Fair you well, my pretty girl

Now I must leave and fly up to the sun

Chorus:

Lay Low my sad Thumbelina

Stay away from that suitor underground

Come rescue me, Thumbelina

Look how hard and far I’ve fallen

Unbeknownst in the summertime

It was I who sang so sweetly to you

The cold and dark now leaves me under

With your warmth I may get strong again

Chorus:

Lay Low my sad Thumbelina

Stay away from that suitor underground

Come rescue me, Thumbelina

Look how hard and far I’ve fallen

Remember when the splendor of the light

Had shined so proudly on us?

Wrap a withered leaf about you

The flight I take may save us in the end

Chorus:

Lay Low my sad Thumbelina

Stay away from that suitor underground

Come rescue me, Thumbelina

Look how hard and far I’ve fallen

We’ll all suffer below

I have to fly higher

We’ll all suffer below

Now go pick your flower

I must leave and fly up to the sun