I went past the field of the sluggard, past the vineyard of the man who lacks judgment. Thorns had come up everywhere, the ground was covered with weeds and the stone wall was in ruins. I applied my heart to what I observed and learned a lesson from what I saw. A little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to rest-- and poverty will come on you like a bandit, and scarcity like an armed man.
Musical Auditons-Musical Rehearsals-Musical Performace-Musical Echo-Musical legacy. It comes after another you see. I won't elaborate on the entire process because it was a really long one (perhaps half a year or so). But I can assure you, it's by far the most spectacular thing I've ever been involved in throughout my whole <almost> 4 years in PL. A remixsomeday, perhaps? Bless you;