Hit The Surf Redux

Ever spend all night on something thinking it was turning out one way then realize something’s funky. Then you realize what’s causing the funkiness and you take care of it and then the project is no longer what you thought it was. That’s what happened here. But at this point, my beer is empty, I’m tired and we’re all left with ‘what it is.’

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