Coors Light is all we have: recording dispatch day #3
Good evening, I'm Scott, the bassist. Let's get a couple of things out of the way: carnitas (best meat), Spacemen 3 (best band), Philadelphia (best city, 2007ish), Bethany Consentino (Best Coast), Birria (best stew that serves as a Mexican equivalent of pho to some of my gentrifying friends who are as of yet uninitiated). Yeah, Birria is impressive. You might be familiar with it from the Los Angeles episode of "No Reservations." I know; I'm not as cool as Anthony Bourdain. It doesn't get much cooler than recording spoken word songs with Morcheeba while drinking Guinness out of a can.
Whoa, it's hot in here.
Everyone, and I mean everyone, is flooding my inbox right now asking the same question: how do you like Indianapolis? Good tongue tacos, but there isn't even a river here. Did the early settlers say "fuck it" and collapse in this spot out exhaustion, or boredom with the featureless landscape? You would think some Indian tribe would tip them off about a couple of lakes to the north.
Oh yeah...recording. It's going ok. We're drinking Coors Llight because our producer is wearing an NRA shirt and we thought it'd be appropriate to drink right wing beers.