I took my guitar in for a tune up. It took two and a half weeks but now that I have it back, it plays beautifully. They shined it up too. Since the album is done, I've had a bit more free time and got around to some writing today. Sometimes I forget melodies overnight and it really sucks to write a song then realize the next day you've forgotten it so now I record them straight away. They're not great recordings, but they're good enough to hear the melody.
Hey, I'm so glad you're reading this. It makes me feel a little zing. Oh, you wanted to know what's going on here? I think The Heated sounds like a little group of people who scrounged around and created instruments from what was lying about in a moment passion, moved by the inexorable need to make some noise. Two sticks from the tinder box became a rhythm section. A sewing machine cover as the bass drum. Whatever they could get their hands on.
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