I spent much of yesterday standing in the middle of that photie below, in the gap between my huge pedal board and the wall. The knees are shot to pieces, but I think it might be worth it.
Recording as a two-piece (the “band” is just me and my buddy Craig on the drums) is always tricky when the song in your head is being playing by a six-piece band, it means lots of extra playing, and an awful lot of winging it as you go. Most of the guitar outside of the basic rhythm track and all of the bass was made up on the spot, and when it finally became time to do the vocals I was totally done, I shouted some words tunelessly at the mic and threw in the towel. I’ll go back next week and do the vocals and the the mixing with Colin the engineer, the fella there with the ponytail. A good lad indeed.
The other boy is Luigi, an Italian sound engineer who used some of his frighteningly hi-end gear to set us up, never has my guitar playing been so closely scrutinised by microphones in it’s life. My fingers started to wilt at the thought. Poor Craig and his brand new double bass drum pedal were just covered in mics and cables, no escape at all.
It was a good sound though, a mix of Ampeg bass amp and Fender combo meant a super fat guitar tone, so much so that when I did the bass later on I went for a clanky bright sound so we could could hear it in the mix. I say clanky and bright, but that’s all relative isn’t it? I mostly played my 20 year old Gibson Explorer (hanging up next to the V’s), it’s been sitting neglected in a case for years, and I now feel all guilty because it’s a killer guitar, easy to play, sounds fantastic and balances perfectly on a strap. Friends again.
I have a rough mix on disc to practise the vocals, a bit of a luxury for us is that, so hopefully I can pull something out of the bag there.