Put down some vocal tracks today. I got a bad cold on Sunday. I hardly ever get sick which makes the timing of this excellent. There are two other times when I was sick doing vocal tracks: MC Duncan’s Dog and Pony Show and The Polyphonic Spree’s Together We’re Heavy. You can tell I’m sick on the former and can’t tell anything on the latter since it was backing vocals that were barely coming out. I didn’t want this record to have sick vocals but I did them anyway. Some may be kept and some are definitely being thrown away.
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Brad's gear and the Hamilton baby grand
The piano tracks were put down today. I hit some rough spots but I’m pretty happy with the takes. Someone left a copy of The Man Who Loved Only Numbers, so I read that between takes.
The night before we recorded the tentatively titled song “Werewolf” without a click track, giving the song room to breath. It was the only song that we recorded the piano live with the band. The other songs were recorded to a scratch piano, since the baby grand can’t be put into an isolation booth. For “Werewolf”, the drums were moved into the scratch piano’s booth and the baby grand was used in the larger room. The results were excellent and it felt as if we were recording as a family.
After the piano tracks were played, Brad played a guitar track on “Pageant Parade” and a Farfisa track on “Look at Me”.
I got a little stir crazy in the studio. Walking in the rain a few blocks helped clear my head. I think this is going to be a really good album.
We recorded yesterday at The Bunker in Brooklyn. Basic tracks were laid down for most of the album. Ron is playing drums with a glomus tumor under his left thumb. He won’t have it removed until after the session is complete. He’s also playing with a pinched nerve, causing muscle atrophy on his hands. He’s like the Hulk when the Hulk is David Banner with a glomus tumor under his thumb.
Pictures are currently up on my Flickr site and Facebook.
We’re going back in today. We will be putting more pics up on our Twitter page.
Going to the studio today to record the next .357 Lover album.
I’m recording today with my band, .357 Lover. Just vocals for the demos. It’s coming together really well. The demos will be sent to the studio as a map for the real recording which begins on Sunday. Then, we’ll be recording through most of March. When everything is finished, it will be released on vinyl, with an option for a download.
Here’s an interview I did with the two guys who curate the Found Footage Festival. Note: I never use the word “gab”.
http://www.digitalcity.com/2009/05/19/found-footage-festival-creators-gab-about-touring-videos-and-more/
I’m trying to finish up the .357 Lover album so we’ll be mixing some today. Also, I’m recording a song for a documentary. I wrote it in 2 hours forgetting I was supposed to show the director something. I wrote another song last week in the same amount of time. The trend is developing from my inability to write things down on a calendar. People who can compartmentalize get a lot of stuff done. It would be nice to make brain shelves. Someday I will when my coffin includes a shadowbox with pieces of my brain. If anyone knows how to reanimate, then I can label the pieces myself.
I did an interview for .357 Lover today with Complex Magazine. I’m not good at interviews, especially phone interviews. The first question he asked was what was a deal breaker for a girl, meaning what would make me not want a girl. It caught me off guard since I was thinking he would ask about the band which he eventually did. Of all the questions, I felt like I needed to constantly re-answer that question. My first answer was she had to like Rush (the band) but that’s not true since most girls I know don’t like Rush. My second answer was David Lee Roth. She had to like David Lee Roth. But, I really don’t care if a girl likes him or not. I like him. My third answer was Mel Brooks’ movies. She had to like them. In particular, Blazing Saddles. But, again, I don’t care. That’s for my enjoyment. I left it at that. Then, I thought of the real answer but it’s really stupid to call back in order to change an answer. That’s pretty lame. But, if I did call back to change my answer it would be my dad. She has to like my dad.