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Plumb Tuesday Dec. 29, 2009 - 12:35 a.m. Alan posted a song I wasn't finished working on yet. It's got an early vocal attempt of mine that I'm not happy with. All of the vocals I'd previously done through a hand towel need to be redone with the new pop-screen. I know Alan is eager to share his work, but this is mortifying to me. I didn't like the early work I did with him and now it's showing up online despite my adamant assurances that I need to do this work over again. I have to give this partnership some thought. This keeps happening and I just am having a tough time convincing myself that it's worth it. --- Wow, traveling by air should be SO much fun for me next month. I mean after all, I have a pouch in my underwear. Mind you, I'm more than a half bubble off plumb as far as the TSA goes; I will experience no hesitation whatsoever if they need me to drop trou and show them what I got. We'll see what happens. --- That's it. I'm sorry I am not more patient. Have a good Tuesday. --- UPDATE: By my request, Alan pulled the song and will not upload it again until I've had a chance to re-record the vocals with the new mic setup. Whew. ---
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