This is the climax of the recording process. I've come to loathe these songs so much that by the time I get into the booth to do vocals it's pure catharsis. (I get knocked down, but I get up again)
So why have I come crawling back to blogger.com? Especially considering that I recently reread the old blog entries and got that awful feeling in my STOMACH that I got freshman year of college reading my since quite deleted middle school livejournal (fragment). Dunno. I like the venue for some reason; it will give my future biographers/stalkers/children something to chew on/chew on/be embarrassed of their father about.