Grammy week is finished... it was everything I expected and more, those insane days and nights with the Monsters found us at Kany West's G.O.O.D party arms strapped with our white leather passes and packed in with the glamorous people chugging from their gol champagne bottles... packs of white bikini clad angels wandered through the crowd, lending a surreal air to the pounding...seriousl pounding bass. Tyrese Gibson threw down two nights in a row, once at his HQ with the new Monster 5.1 sound systems and again a Level3. My friend Janie showed up at HQ and had a brief glimpse of what has kept me so busy I haven't had a moment even to phone in blog
We laughed. Prince had a few at some mansion in the hills, we had a half dozen listening guests in the Mondrian suite, I got a verbal lashing about checking polarity...every time. Ordered some equipment for my birthday which, frighteningly, is tomorrow. damn, that was fast. I am happy to say there is not a thing in the world I need. well, clean socks and a long nap, but neither of those are a big hurdle. Checks should come in tomorrow, avoiding a telephone cut off, and Nancy the following day. TomasM is back in town, time to get to work with the prototyping... finally.
Off to pick up some subs and marketing materials I left behind at The Mondrian and the Riot Hyatt, see my Mom for the first time in forever and say hi to my pregnant little sister. Hopefully I can find my broken phone and get the camera pictures off. I hate that.
Tomorrow I am getting INKED.