It's a cloudy afternoon here in Toronto, and we're still plugging away on... as yet untitled.  That's not what it's called though.  We just did some killer clapping on "Golden Boy".  Any day you invoke the Bay City Rollers is a good day.  I'm setting up to play some guitar on "The Love We're In".  That song is struggling to find itself.  I think we're on the right track now.  I've tried several approaches to the vocal... I think what we ended up with is good, but it's a lot more fragile than I'm used to hearing my vocal.  I was considering flying myself to the couple of gigs we have this weekend... but I'm kind of looking forward to the hang on the bus with the guys, so I think I'll leave the plane here, and go old-school!  It's really nice to be back in the cockpit again (or as a Canadian Forces female fighter pilot referred to it "The Box Office").  After my crash, I felt a huge loss of that part of my identity.  It was a crazy time... Steve's Drug bust, my plane crash.  It seemed like the world was conspiring to take everything I held important away from me.  Happy to have that behind me.  Feeling REALLY good in this space now.  Flying again.  Making a killer record.  This was supposed to be a quick little studio update, cause Tyler bugged me about not blogging.  So, there ya go.  More than I intended to say, as there is more on my mind, I guess.  Time to play some more guitar.