Thursday, July 04, 2002

Max:

Ack, hot, sticky. Anya and I are heading up to Deerfield shortly to see my folks play in their town band. SO quaint. Dad is on tuba, mom on trombone. Sorry we're missing your bbq, Henning. Tonight we're driving to Maine to find some cooler weather, or at least some lobster. I'll be back Sunday if you want me for any SFD/Fawns recording.

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