Planning For Italy

Hello Folks.
So I'm firing up this blog in preparation for my excursion over seas. I'm drumming with Eric Crespo in Ghost to Falco and we've got several shows planned throughout France, one (hopefully) in Spain and a slew in Italy.
Work and music have been hectic lately so I'm feeling at ease finally today to sit down and hammer out a few important tasks and not have time and structure stiffening my demeanor. The gray of PNW has returned this morning.
The day stretched before me lazily, I guess I plan on augmenting some old recordings that have long sat untouched, I plan on a good run in Forest Park and try to track a drum line for a new song. Both my roomates are out for the day so the drums are going up in the living room. I only have two mics right now, a solid Russian condenser and my general go-to sm-57. I sometimes can't decide on placement for the 57, i like having it on the snare so I can eq and pan heavily, but it gets good enough low end that sometimes it sounds better stuck inside the kick drum. I haven't decided yet and since I've got nobody to help me out, I'll probably just F+++ around until I get sick of it and go with what seems like the nominal choice.
The track I'm recording is one a promised a friend I'd never perform for her live, a promise I've since broken several times. Sometimes the most brutal is the most beautiful. I like the lyrics very much, however dark or incongruent to our current relational state it might be. Here are the lyrics:

Rip rip men up!
howl the green loose in them
and stand atop your toes,
Curse!
Fuck!
Make bones sound out wet.
Shutter the south or your waist
for you are a burning thing
and I know WHO YOU ARE:
-A pillow.
-Silk.
-Ambrosia.
-Silver Pooling.
Still I would rage on you.
Tear at you to soak myself in blood,
South and North

Until I'm
-wet and dripping with the life-
that is killing me
I am
-wet and dripping with the life-
that is killing you
because
If you meant everything........
then nothing...................
could mean anything............
anymore........................

I know it's quite violent but I don't mean it to be so. It was written in haste and without censorship.
I don't think this way anymore but it's provocative enough that it's here and a part of me somehow.
Let today be a great day!