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Yes -- Already. Tuesday, Sept. 01, 2009 - 12:15 a.m. Yesterday was the last day of August, and The McLaughlins had the pleasure of seeing Alan Brownlee here in San Francisco. Several weeks ago, John had requested Alan's CV, and had offered to show it to appropriate people. Even though Alan procured a job and rendered John's offer kind of irrelevent, yesterday was the day set for handshakes and walkthroughs. So Alan kept the appointment. ---- In addition to being available to see John, Alan also spent some time checking out the music workstation of yours truly. We hit the Wellbucks, walked through the neighborhood, and settled in at HQ and jammed. Alan really likes the little Honeytone practice amp, and made noises about getting one for himself. I admonished him not to procure one before his birthday, please. He's letting me borrow a guitar to see whether I've lost my mind or am actually interested in trying to learn to play lead. I'm feeling more than a little intimidated at the thought, but I'm going to try it for as long as I can stand it. And I really appreciate the boss being very encouraging with my endeavors. --- One of the things he ordered me to do once and for all is quit worrying about earlier efforts to secure new band members that didn't go as planned. He assured me I didn't do anything wrong, and that this kind of thing happens even when everything looks like it's fine. So that was cool. --- Before Alan dropped me off and headed home, there was one more thing I wanted the boss to see real quick:
This is a favorite spot of John's and mine to bring friends for a nice look around. And this was an *extremely* last minute decision, because in the early afternoon, the fog suddenly rolled back from the coast just far enough to afford a spectacular view. --- Finally the day was done, and Alan dropped me off back home and somehow, even though the rush hour was starting, he got home fairly quickly. --- Nothing else to report, except my fingers are killing me and I have a feelng there's going to be somebody else in the position of lead. Have a good Tuesday. Give a good thought to Alan today, because he starts a new job! And wow, holy moses, already? -- Happy first day of September. That's it. See you next time. ---
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