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The sound of synthetic piano flowed through the Seville home while the boys went about their various concerns; Simon watched the weather on the afternoon news, Theodore listened to music through his headphones, and Alvin approached the den after spending time in the kitchen. Peeking into the room, he saw his father sitting by his desk listening to recordings of instrumental tracks from the digital audio workstation software in his desktop computer. By the PC was a notepad scrawled with last-minute changes to notes heard and the recordings' arrangements. "How are the songs coming along, Dave?" Alvin asked, strolling further in. Dave nodded.

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