Saturday, May 5, 2012

Dirty Shoes and Streets of Gold

I was just a smidge embarrassed the other day when my son invited his boss over to record with him. He didn't tell me beforehand, so I came home from work to a house full of clutter and music. They were mostly done recording by the time I arrived, so I didn't hear this beautiful music until I found it on Adrian's Facebook page.

I wish I had heard it that day though. It would have made me feel so much better. After hearing this, I know, somehow, they weren't looking at Reagan's shoes in the middle of the room or the glass that was left out on the computer desk. They were pretty intent on what they were doing.

But, I'm also happy the mic stand faces the corner. Just in case.

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