It’s brutely scorching outside — the
kind of heat that feels personally offended you dared to exist. Luckily, Cooper
and I are early‑morning creatures, sneaking out while it’s still dark enough
that the sun can’t tattletale on us. He struts around like he’s running a
secret society of dawn‑patrollers, and honestly, I’m just honored to be his
plus‑one.
I didn’t get much recording done this weekend… my ADHD
staged a tiny, adorable mutiny and I spent two days hopping between half‑projects
like a gremlin with a clipboard. Monday morning drag music comes from an April
session — Past Me tossed Present Me a little stash like, “You’re gonna need
this, buddy.”
The Monarchs IV revved things up on “Surge” like they were trying to jump‑start the entire weekend. Meanwhile, I was over here wishing someone would jump‑start me. Anyway, I’m tossing the doors open for requests — go ahead, try to stump the ole chump and his record collection. I dare you. I double‑dog dare you. Cooper triple‑dog dares you, and he plays for keeps. He’s already pawed through the shelves and picked something obscure just to mess with you. He lives for this.
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Quite a collectable record. Erwin was based in Memphis and owned by Marshall Erwin Ellis, who also operated labels like Zone, Rivermont, etc.
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