It's K-K-Ken and He's C-C-Coming to K-K-Kill Me!

Brian, Ken actually did call me from the airport as he was just about to leave for the west coast. The cell-phone reception was a bit spotty and he didn't sound too happy to be leaving but he did ask me to say good bye to you and everyone, which I immediately forgot to do, since I was in the midst of recording guitars. In fact, he called at the perfect moment since I was just listening to one of his bass tracks for the Fawns. It was good to hear from him, back he goes to the life of a the rock star (not like here, where he only recorded like three albums, played a bunch of local shows, and traveled to Chicago, New York, and England for more shows).