Have a very pleasant walk into the studio which takes me along Abbey Road and past all the tourists holding up the traffic at that zebra crossing.
It's a sight which never fails to make me happy. Little bootleg beatles wrapped up in winter coats and scarves with the designated documenter risking life and limb in the middle of the road to get the angle just right.
The wall outside abbey road studios is white washed about once a month but fresh graffiti seems to magically cover it like a quick growing moss.
Today we are firmly entrenched in overdub town. With everything tracked it is now all about getting vocals done and any other little sprinkles we can think of.
We bring up J. Smith which we haven't listened to since we did it. It's already a cracker and we still have the crouch end choir to come in on thursday to add a little fire and brimstone latin flavour to it! Franny puts his vocal on and Andy and I go in to do our backing vocals.
We leave that to rest until it is accosted by the choir and move onto "last words". The strings are beautiful on this one.
F re-does his banjo as the live one is a little too over driven. And then Andy goes in to put down a brilliant solo.
It's all shaping up and Franny cracks out Brian Eno's dx7 synth. Mmmm ambient.
He does a lovely, quite odd, part that compliments the strings nicely. Starting to sound amazing this one.
It's pretty late so we leave vocals for another day and head home as fatigue is setting in.
Almost as soon as i get home, the house starts to rattle and glasses start to clink. Find myself standing in the kitchen stock still and gaping vacantly until it stops.
Go to bed mildly confused.