Recording with the country band of late. Should be good. We spent a lot of time yesterday quibbling over the very small. Necessities that need to happen so as to discover The Sound. We're dealing with shoddy modern technology that does the trick, but, again, there's the necessary quibbling over the levels, the necessary double-tracking of what-have-yous.
B. has a lapsteel now. That oughta be great.
The set-up: a living room with a microphone hanging off the cieling, anothe mike perched in a stand. An amp in the middle of the room, some dude with a guitar in his hands. Cords running from the guitar and mikes into a piece of machinery on the other side of the room with another dude behind it. I sit in a chair and watch. We record a track, record another, then we play with the levels until we agree to disagree and move on.
I'm doing this instead of looking for work. I picked my poison and my poison picked me clean.
Senor, I am very hungry. Is there a way you can get your wife to feed me a tasty treat? A bean sandwich?
Posted by matty-b at April 14, 2005 10:05 AMI plan to drop in on you guys, maybe Saturday, and hang out and take black-and-white photographs. Perhaps I could bring muffins? Then B and R could accuse me of being Yoko Ono, and I would say "Ah yes indeed, but these are BRAN muffins, boys," and we could get high and start out the windows, like cats trapped in living rooms, longing to jump out and run across emerald lawns.
Posted by: Joy at April 14, 2005 10:23 AMI dig. Gee Matt, you almost make it sound as if you hated recording on the first day. Why don't you be more pessimistic?
"THIS is what I came here for?"
Posted by: big bad ben at April 15, 2005 9:32 AMYou guys are ruining MY music! THIS isn't what I came here to do!
Nah, it was just the first day. Hurry up and wait, what-not. We sounded great on Thursday. We'll sound even better the more we do. Huzzah!
Posted by: m at April 15, 2005 9:48 AM