Crash on the Levee and all that.
Well not really – but it was a weekend of not quite getting everything done – or not getting things done at all.
The plan was that we were going to the studio and after tweaking a few tracks and re-recording the vocals for Stacy for the absolute last damn time – unless we do a live album – we were going to master the CD.
We got the vocals in okay after a few takes – I have to relax more in the studio I’m so much better on a stage that it’s not funny – The Dude has said “it’s like you are a different person” which I freely admit - I’m not the same on stage.
Well that’s a post for a different time.
Anyway we settled down to do some tweaks and then do the master – which looked to take the rest of the day – that was until the computer started going down.
I’m not big on computers – at least how they work – as long as turn it on and I have world or warcraft, City of Heroes an internet connection and writing and e-mail – I’m a happy guy .
What doesn’t make me happy is sitting – getting more nervous every moment – that all our work has gone to live with the gods in the afterlife while the people who are supposed to fucking know what the hell they are doing with all this fancy electronic equipment start to look more and more to me like late shift mechanics at a very very bad auto repair shop.
“ I DON’T THINK IT IS SUPPOSED TO DOING THAT CLEM.”
‘WHAT?” (Turns off motor)
“The blue smoke – it shouldn’t be doing that.”
“By Damn – you’re right.”
“And the flames – they have to be bad.”
“Pretty though.”
“Yeah real pretty.”
And so on.
There was a lot of putting in computer cards – sparking up the machine, having the same result, turning off the machine then taking out computer cards and repeating the procedure for about 2 hours – at which point we were told it was going to take about 2-3 more hours to figure out what was wrong and why don’t you take the loaner car?
Well not really but we did deicide to leave and come back next week – I think it was a wise idea – the vibe in the room was getting nasty as we were getting impatient and the studio folks were getting more and more frustrated with their inability to find the root cause of the problem. So the album will wait until next week.
Most of my personal plumbing problems are solved other than the hot water isn’t as hot as it once was – but it beats bailing out the tub every two hours.
Meantime I see that the Washington press corps continues to be as silly and self centered as it always has been – Monday’s news stories were dominated by a full throated appreciation of John McCain’s grilling skills.
You know guys – people don’t really like people who sell out their integrity – especially when the price is so low – barbeque ribs? Really guys – at least some kind of cash bribe for appearances sake.
Meantime meantime – the silliness about Obama’s middle name is picking up pace along with continued questioning about his religion.
“So you’re not a Muslim”
“I assure you I’m not a Muslim”
“Your middle name is Hussein”
“Yes”
“Are you sure you’re not a Muslim?”
“Yes”“Even with the middle name of Hussein?”
“Yes even with the middle name of Hussein.”
“Yes.”
“You sure?”
‘YES! How many times do I have say this?”
“So you’re sure you are not a Muslim.”
“Yes.”
“Funny you look like a Muslim.”
“what?”
“With the skin color and the Hussein name and all that. So you sure you’re…”
At this point Obama attempts to strangle the reporter – a clip of which is show over and over again on Fox News with the headline ‘Barrack Hussein Obama – is he a Muslim who hates white people?”
Peace Love Final Mixdown
The plan was that we were going to the studio and after tweaking a few tracks and re-recording the vocals for Stacy for the absolute last damn time – unless we do a live album – we were going to master the CD.
We got the vocals in okay after a few takes – I have to relax more in the studio I’m so much better on a stage that it’s not funny – The Dude has said “it’s like you are a different person” which I freely admit - I’m not the same on stage.
Well that’s a post for a different time.
Anyway we settled down to do some tweaks and then do the master – which looked to take the rest of the day – that was until the computer started going down.
I’m not big on computers – at least how they work – as long as turn it on and I have world or warcraft, City of Heroes an internet connection and writing and e-mail – I’m a happy guy .
What doesn’t make me happy is sitting – getting more nervous every moment – that all our work has gone to live with the gods in the afterlife while the people who are supposed to fucking know what the hell they are doing with all this fancy electronic equipment start to look more and more to me like late shift mechanics at a very very bad auto repair shop.
“ I DON’T THINK IT IS SUPPOSED TO DOING THAT CLEM.”
‘WHAT?” (Turns off motor)
“The blue smoke – it shouldn’t be doing that.”
“By Damn – you’re right.”
“And the flames – they have to be bad.”
“Pretty though.”
“Yeah real pretty.”
And so on.
There was a lot of putting in computer cards – sparking up the machine, having the same result, turning off the machine then taking out computer cards and repeating the procedure for about 2 hours – at which point we were told it was going to take about 2-3 more hours to figure out what was wrong and why don’t you take the loaner car?
Well not really but we did deicide to leave and come back next week – I think it was a wise idea – the vibe in the room was getting nasty as we were getting impatient and the studio folks were getting more and more frustrated with their inability to find the root cause of the problem. So the album will wait until next week.
Most of my personal plumbing problems are solved other than the hot water isn’t as hot as it once was – but it beats bailing out the tub every two hours.
Meantime I see that the Washington press corps continues to be as silly and self centered as it always has been – Monday’s news stories were dominated by a full throated appreciation of John McCain’s grilling skills.
You know guys – people don’t really like people who sell out their integrity – especially when the price is so low – barbeque ribs? Really guys – at least some kind of cash bribe for appearances sake.
Meantime meantime – the silliness about Obama’s middle name is picking up pace along with continued questioning about his religion.
“So you’re not a Muslim”
“I assure you I’m not a Muslim”
“Your middle name is Hussein”
“Yes”
“Are you sure you’re not a Muslim?”
“Yes”“Even with the middle name of Hussein?”
“Yes even with the middle name of Hussein.”
“Yes.”
“You sure?”
‘YES! How many times do I have say this?”
“So you’re sure you are not a Muslim.”
“Yes.”
“Funny you look like a Muslim.”
“what?”
“With the skin color and the Hussein name and all that. So you sure you’re…”
At this point Obama attempts to strangle the reporter – a clip of which is show over and over again on Fox News with the headline ‘Barrack Hussein Obama – is he a Muslim who hates white people?”
Peace Love Final Mixdown
posted by Unknown at 1:26 PM
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home