So, life's ticking on with serioso 'adult' stuff in full swing now, but the pilot light of gallucci is lit! A convo at family christmas, plus an out-of-the-sky gig invite from those Hoodlum Shouts blokes (cheers fellas) had us locating each other in the only available timeslot of 0600-0900. In those early hours of the day it was cool to find some over-think and desperation fading as the years progress, replaced with (what felt like) instinctive express and old-fashioned brotherly connect. In the interest of hearing what we were doing, each were assigned a speaker, and really, that was that. So now it's the year of the little rooster........ We've been waiting for this.