I can smell it, it is near, the mixdown is imminent!


(Webster: Imminent; noun, means impending, as in: "When she heard a storm was imminent, she backed up her work and unplugged the computer").

It was cleanup-time in the studio, not that Micke is doing dirty business in there, more like cleaning up the debris on tape. Janne came by had got a rudimintary scan of just about everything, and uttered a general approval. However, although we didn't get vocals onto that last song today, we're still a happy bunch. Actually, I even got to redo two of the most easily spotted keyboard hick-ups, for which I'm most greatful.

Waiting for some pics by any chance? Well, here they are!




Alex trying to find that third voicing


"Although I'm drifting away", he's not. It's looking good!


Cribba in the making

Wednesday, or maybe even Tuesday, we meet again (with flowers in our hair)!

A.