Yes, it is exactly like it felt, way back when, before we got signed and terminally disgusted. The only difference is the equipment is better, and we don't feel the slightest need to compete with each other. It's quite a feeling, really, like a long fever finally breaking. Re Sting and his impressive ego... Once I was waiting to get chewed out for something or other by the president of a&m... I look up from the couch, and Sting is standing there. "Yes, it is me", he pronounced. "Me", he repeated. I didn't know how to respond and he vanished in a wave of virtual perfume. Then I got chewed out for something or other. Probably for being so adamantly unpromotable.