Nah, I say no to the self-mythologizing--even though I fall prey to it often (I'll soon be posting the pics of my facial expression as I typed that last sentence).
Wait until the Rhino 20th anniversary deluxe edition. Only then will people find out whether it was a Redhook IPA or a Shasta cream soda that I was nursing during the recording of "Periscope".
Or what famous friends and lovers may or may not have dropped in.
Or what temperature you keep the jet tub.
Or that Tony and Ken got in a wrestling match on the front lawn over an A#sus9 chord that should have only come in at the tail end of the second bridge.
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