Alpharetta to Chicago
Randall picks me up at 7:15 AM (no time for cinnamon rolls this morning), and we head off to fight the rush hour traffic. We get there in good time, and have one last opportunity to talk before I jump on the train. I've really had an excellent time with Randall and the ensemble, and I'm looking forward to the next opportunity to spend time with everyone!
Hop on the train, hop on the plane, read some more of the Baghavid Gita (smart guys, them Hindus), grab my bag, hop on another train, jump in my buddy's car (who's waiting at the curb -- what a guy!), and back to work -- both guns a-blazin'.
There are 60 emails waiting for me. There are phone messages. I've missed several meetings while I've been gone. I get caught up on the mundane stuff, then play some rhythm guitar tracks on this jazz mambo tune for another composer. Conference call to Las Vegas, more catch-up, and then a voiceover recording session... business as usual!!! Whew!?!
Hop on the train, hop on the plane, read some more of the Baghavid Gita (smart guys, them Hindus), grab my bag, hop on another train, jump in my buddy's car (who's waiting at the curb -- what a guy!), and back to work -- both guns a-blazin'.
There are 60 emails waiting for me. There are phone messages. I've missed several meetings while I've been gone. I get caught up on the mundane stuff, then play some rhythm guitar tracks on this jazz mambo tune for another composer. Conference call to Las Vegas, more catch-up, and then a voiceover recording session... business as usual!!! Whew!?!
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