Prose, Take 1: It worked, but Glenn feels it's a bit regimented. It could stand to be a bit bigger and push some more.
Prose, Take 2: This is pretty, wild, sitting in my corner of the room. What a great sense of security. "That was perfect, let's do one more..."
Prose, Take 3: Take 2 was the one.
A Short Essay, Take 1: Was pretty shaky but that's always good.
A Short Essay, Take 2: Could be the best one yet.
A Short Essay, Take 3: Unfuckingbelievable, but...
A Short Essay, Take 4: Didn't quite love it.
A Short Essay, Take 5: Was the one everyone's happy with.
A Short Essay (The Ending) Take 1: Could be better.
A Short Essay (The Ending) Take 2: Tom's first huge boo boo.
A Short Essay (The Ending) Take 3: The first time I got all the words right. Melody was a bit shaky but I think the take will stick.
My Dear Wormwood, Take 1: I'm on coffee overload. Oh boy! Too, too fast, so in other words...
My Dear Wormwood, Take 2: Sounded good but Paul added a cymbal so we're going for one more.
My Dear Wormwood, Take 3: Questioning the cleaning ness of the drums, but not bad.
My Dear Wormwood, Take 4: Paul lost it before the 3rd verse.
My Dear Wormwood, Take 5: Well that's it. That was the take.
Entry 11/19/93, Take 1: One of the best first takes we've done yet, but Paul's cymbal broke so he replaced it and we'll do another one. In our down time, Rob and I were sitting out front when a man by the name of Elwood W. Yates came, whistling up to us. He wanted to give a way a silver tone violin to someone who could play. He needed someone to appreciate it. Quoting him, "You must give something away before you can inherit something else. A man's whose heart is full of greed will never inherit anything until he gives something away." He left and then came back to us with some pierces of marble as a good omen so we all do well, to wish us luck.
Entry 11/19/93, Take 2: Very good, so we're gonna give it another go. Paul changed his snare head and it's been a good hour or so fucking with drum sounds. What the fuck.
Entry 11/19/93, Take 3: Glenn says no life in the front half of song. What the fuck, we sat around, picking our noses all afternoon waiting.
Entry 11/19/93, Take 4: Still don't have it yet. Tempo seems to speed up in the beginning.
Entry 11/19/93: Uhhh..
Entry 11/19/93, Take 6: Was the bastard we were looking for.
One For The Show, Take 1: Paul blanked in the middle.
One For The Show, Take 2: Ehh, we didn't really have it so we're calling it quits for the night.
I want to see how you live with my work. History ain't so hard to make it, just takes a few tries. I am really one of the luckiest people in the world. I was the last one down tonight."