Realizing that Ryan and I have been flying under the radar as of late, we thought it was high time we let you know how our recording is going, what the songs are sounding like, and what we think of it. So without further ado: - We began recording in late summer, and we worked on and off up through Christmas. We're roughly 70% of the way finished. (Slow and steady wins the race, right Mr. Tortoise?) - We have completed bass and drums and main guitars for 11 of the 12 songs we're planning to include. - We've sung what are called "scratch" vocals for all of them, in order to find out which harmonies work, where different melodies are needed, etc. - We're currently back home in Tucson rehearsing our acoustic butts off, making sure that we know exactly what we want to sing when we get back to LA to begin...

The Greene Room Recording Studio, 11:30 PM. Ryan's playing the chords for 'Back Into Blue' in the main studio, while I sit in the control room next to Ross, typing. A friend just asked me yesterday, 'You're here. Can you believe it?!' At times I pinch myself (mentally, of course. Why would I really pinch myself? Have you ever pinched yourself? . . . and not like a love-pinch, but like a real 'wake-me-up-when-the-biscuits-are-done' pinch? Hurts.) Anyway, at times I pinch myself and think about how were living out what we dreamed of in high school . . . how we're professionally recording songs we wrote at the edge of our beds and on our friends' couches . . . how even though we've made records before, we've never done ANYTHING like this. But as a balance to that, I also think that this is just the next logical step. I know all...

The Beatles sang it. Even WE sang it. New Year’s Eve, in New York, three songs after “Auld Lang Syne.” And it’s a great song, a beautiful song. But as our dear friend and Ryanhood Army Captain Phil said, “It’s a dangerous song.” But I’m starting at the end. Jump back with me to the beginning. First, ve had a vunderful Christmas in our homeland of Arizona, where we packed out Club Congress (again!)…Wait, hold on, a second set of parentheses will be needed… (see, in truth it was our Ryanhood Army who packed out Congress for us, sold tickets, put up and passed out flyers, got our picture in both local papers, and got our show talked about on 92.9, The Mountain, the hottest, and most musical radio station in Tucson…a million thanks Army! You are growing into such a strong and vibrant young Army…your parents are so proud of...