Fort Ticonderoga, NY: Swords

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“Hangers are short fighting swords originally designed as supplementary weapons for foot soldiers. By the American war of independence, the hanger ceased to be an important sidearm and was generally worn only by sargeants, grenadiers and musicians.”

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Schroon Lake, NY: Early Morning Mountain Golf Outing

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Schroon Lake, NY: Fire I’m On

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Schroon Lake, NY: Relative Quiet

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Thus begins some time in the Adirondacks with family. I hope to finish some lyrics up here.

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Brooklyn, NY: Humid Sunday

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A pool hall in Brooklyn.

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Brooklyn, NY: Old Old-Fashioned

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A bit of a revelatory day in my studio. I re-discovered a recording of ‘Old-Fashioned’ that I’d recorded with Scott at Headgear almost two years ago, with Alan drumming and me playing bass. I’d fleshed out the song in my home studio but hadn’t laid ears on it since then. It’s got a soul ballad vibe to it. I really dig it. I also re-worked ‘Overboard’ with the lap steel lead in two octaves. I’ve finally schooled myself on the sequencer software sufficiently enough that I can now sharpen my focus on sculpting the emotional arc of the music. I’m finally feeling delightfully buried in the snowdrift of this project.

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Brooklyn, NY: Strung Along

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I added strings to ‘Overboard’ and finally have a working version that I can tolerate… I’m slowly sculpting the overall sonic timbre of this next set of songs… the process feels agonizingly slow, yet righteous…

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The flowers that my mom sent me are dense and lush and cool to the touch. They remind me of underwater coral.

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Back in the East Village after a kinda thrilling day in my home studio back in Brooklyn. I’m finally starting to be able to stir together my disparate blobs of knowledge about sequencing and recording software, composition, theory… and enlist them in the service of songs. I just have to be patient with the learning curve. This all feels necessary.

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