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Cliffhanger

Post From Bob

Right now I’m sitting on the beach with a beer in my hand under an umbrella blocking out just the right amount of sun. I’m going over the adventure I experienced earlier this morning. There was no vocal booth. No elaborate harmonies to be sung. Just harnesses, helmets, pulleys, and cables.

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All About That Bass

Post From Bob

After we finished our afternoon set a young lady named Meghan stopped by, shook our hands and expressed her gratitude for getting the chance to watch us play. We spoke for a bit and she mentioned she made music as well…

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Where Have We Been?

Post From Scott

Reality has a tendency to be slightly less glamorous in execution, and the truth is that the past year has been an incredible and borderline overwhelming amount of very hard creative work.

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The Language Of Music

Post From Bob

Last weekend I was given a reminder of the weight that the language of music can carry. It came in the form of a short, stocky, humble man named Herman.

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The Most Beautiful Place On Earth

Post From Scott

I really try not to be one of those people that spams all of their friends and family with vacation photos by means of social media. But the overwhelming beauty of Iceland turned out to a formidable opponent for my self-restraint.

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This Ain’t Your Granddaddy’s Karaoke Bar

Post From Bob

There’s a place in America where Karaoke demands adoration. And my friends, I’ve seen this promised land with my own eyes. I’ve witnessed first hand the class of performers that garner true sing-along respect: they are the Snow Birds of Fort Myers, FL.

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I Am Impossible To Work With

Post From Scott

After working steadily on the new album day after day for the past six weeks, it has been communicated to me in a not-so-subtle manner that I am a “meticulous pain in the ass”.

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Trial, Error…Song

Post From Bob

Have you ever tried implementing an idea, believed that it’s great, then moments later discover it’s sub-par? It’s a classic case of wheel spinning. Round and round we go, one dead end after another. Soon your ears start to play tricks on you and all of sudden you’re questioning whether the song itself is any good.

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It Feels Good To Be Back

Post From Scott

We had the pleasure of opening up for our friends Ryanhood at Club Passim, which we have come to consider our second home after Faneuil Hall. The room was sold out and the crowd was excited, but not nearly as excited as we were to return to the stage.

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Okay, I’m Scared

Post From Scott

As Monday morning approaches, I will theoretically be sitting in front of my computer with nothing between myself and the completed album except for my ability to create the organs and flesh that will accompany the skeleton. I’m anticipating a plethora of a moments where I am plagued by extreme self-doubt that will only be matched in frequency and intensity by moments of self-assured brilliance.