Go along the path to the Oto-Mare Studio. Duck under the big Aspen branch on the way. Open the blue door. Turn on all of the gear. Cue up some songs recorded live last month. Sit back and enjoy the performance. Nod quietly, a yes to the playing, a yes to the quality, a big smile developing. Then the pause, wondering why there is no sense of space. Then recognition going through mind… a closer look at the files on the screen… they look the same, but should not. Smile fades. Ah, in fact the files are identical and the recordings are in Dual Mono instead of Stereo. A new smile develops. Beauty is ephemeral and these songs were never captured. They will remain wild and at large only in the minds of those who attended the shows. Fine with me. But I’ll make double sure the next concerts are recorded in glorious stereo.