14 in 17.

trees looming. claiming all of the space that they can, covered in snow. it seems fitting, that the snow came, and came hard with the end of this record i've been making. me. unshaven. lit by sun. in the studio, after working all day. one eye, bright. two guitars, a pedalboard, and an amp. cables on the wall. thermarests to the left. my god, how i long to sleep out in the woods, with spring around me. the warm air on my skin. more trees. the exact trees i look at while sitting on that stool making music. they own this place right now. up, in the top right corner of the photo which looks almost as black and white as the others, blue sky. this world of white could suffocate. perhaps it does. perhaps that's why i made such a quiet record. made, being the operative word.

yes, dear reader, i am indeed done. fin. the end. an amazingly interesting process for me, to force a song out every day, some of them much more willingly than others. some of them, tumbling out like water, and others like stones. my own teeth perhaps. the everpresent battle with my voice, at times loving it, and at times hating it so vehemently. anyway, the time comes to let go, and put it all to sleep. for today, is the day that parents arrive. the day that keri and i drive to toronto, and sit in a teashop. the day that we wander a bookstore for a while. the day that i don't play guitar. anyway, i fully intend to put all of the songs up here on the site, with some artwork so that you may download them, print if you wish, and assemble yourself a cd. of course, if you simply cannot wait, the songs are still up at FAWM . if you can't find my name, go to "team 2005" and seek me out there. 14 songs in 17 days. one day off. what a ride.

Posted by jeff pitcher at February 18, 2005 01:56 PM

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