Spent day going over songs and acetates. Recording is an entirely different situation, but still fun nonetheless. Continuing an apparently ceaseless obsession with Oliver Stone pictures. I don’t know why. I just for some reason can’t stop watching and getting into them. JFK above all others. If I were not committed to some idea of restraint I might have watched a third time, a third since moving west that is. I think its Stone’s fearlessness that I find so appealing, this constantly gritty and raw edge that make him my favorite director right now.