…and only 120 takes later…

Yes, indeed.  The brass band put in about 14 hours with a recording engineer and whipped through about 120 takes before wrapping things up last Saturday afternoon and having, hopefully, around 20 decent songs ready to be mixed and put onto our first commercial CD, which will be released in a couple of months.  I’m sure that everyone reading this will want a copy, right?  RIGHT?

Good.  It’ll cost you somewhere around $15-$20 for the whole thing, or you’ll be able to get it piecemeal from iTunes, Amazon, and other online distributors…if I get my act together and figure out how to make that happen.

The recording sessions were not what I’m used to (he says like he’s recording stuff all the time).  Nobody was sequestered.  Not the soloists, not the percussionists, nobody.  I was told that that’s the best way to record a full ensemble, but it sure gets annoying when one person doing something stupid requires that the whole band do another take.

It gets even more annoying when the whole band should do another take, but the aforementioned recording engineer doesn’t feel that it’s necessary.

Yesterday (Sunday), I spent much of the day wandering around a cemetery in Sandy Springs, GA – and sweating off about 40 pounds.  This heat has GOT to stop at some point.  After that, for the second time in two days, I went home and crawled into a tub of cold water before crashing very early.

Probably not the greatest plan, because I woke up at 3:30 this morning and stayed up until 5.  Then when the cats came to wake me up at 6:30, I was tired.  Suffice it to say that today hasn’t been an incredibly productive one at the office.

This week is looming vast and empty at this point.  No rehearsal on Tuesday.  Not much of anything that I can think of.  I’m going up to Furman for a scrimmage on Saturday, but before then….hmmm….boring.

I guess I’ll throw some pictures into this thing and publish it.  See what happens when I try to do two entries in a week?  My life just isn’t that interesting, folks.

TWD