The afternoon of the 4th was spectacular. Perfect conditions, minimal pedestrian traffic, fewer dining options (thus focusing our efforts and eliminating consumer guilt). Found a secular Hindi spot; AWK and C had their fill of meat, and I was served a delightful platter of tepid chai and three small radish cross-sections. This was topped off by a spoonful of distilled water and a 1/64th portion of roti...
C cabbed it downtown to attend a party, and your TLASILA reps decamped to HQ. We composed a new song, rehearsed it for several hours, and spent many more recording it. Must have run through 60 takes. (My voice is only slightly tweaked; the vocal instruction's already paying off.) We were at it from 8 PM until 3 AM, and then AWK tweaked album mixes until dawn. Slack fucker. We've since roused, and the process begins anew in a few hours.
Elvira and I have decided on Spain for our holiday. Can't wait to chill with ETA insurgents and Jack Abramoff's golfing buds poolside.
More tour action possible in September - a solo (or duet) trek through Australia. TLASILA is tentatively set for a November swing through xxx.
Life beckons ever onward.