Hazy memories of the mobile drinking - er, recording studio...

Text from a friend in midtown Manhattan this morning: “Hey, didn’t we do backing vocals in this place?” Indeed we did! It became a regular hang for our crew after we discovered it by accident. It was a MAJOR hard-partying Japanese sushi bar, the kind where all the Japanese businessmen go and drink until they fall down. No, really, I mean we would watch them fall down every time we went there.

We used to reserve the back room for our jaunts (“pay no attention to those drunken idiots behind the curtain!”). I was working on the title track of the "Come Alive" album at the time, and II decided to bring in a mobile recording setup to capture us all singing (OK, yelling) the hook line.

Good memory, Steve. Come to think of it, how did you even remember this?! And what are you doing there at 9am? For the love of God, Steve, DON’T GO IN THERE…