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  • Recording Project (Final Report)

    May 26, 2009

    • [Continued from previous blog] Three days of recording in the books. I am happy to report the completion of six demos, and some ideas may have sprouted for a couple more tunes, too.  The final hours of recording were spent with my co-conspirator in this music project. J came over and quickly nailed her vocal parts. It amazes me that someone can record a song in one take. When I record my ...
  • Day Three (Morning Report)

    May 25, 2009

    • [Continued from previous blog] I have arrived at the final day of this three-day recording project. Yesterday I reworked some of the previously mentioned songs. Recording, as I see it, is an endless quest for perfection that never comes—like writing. It’s a slow tumble into a bottomless creative abyss. I keep tumbling away and hope I land on my feet.   I worked on a tune called “Perro ...
  • Day Two (Morning Report)

    May 24, 2009

    • [Continued from previous blog] I am not a professional musician. I write songs for fun. I record them to see if I can get them to a palatable place. Palatable for whom, you might ask? Palatable for me, I would respond. Yes, it’s mainly an exercise in self-indulgence and self-gratification. Well, that’s not entirely true. My wife enjoys my songs—some of them are even on her iPod. A few other ...
  • Day One (Midday Report)

    May 23, 2009

    • [Continued from previous blog] It’s been a fairly productive morning. I finished my parts for two songs. Both of these numbers feature someone else on lead vocals, so it was my job to record my guitar and background vocals. One song, called “Dark Night of the Soul,” is about insomnia and the end of the world. The other song, called “Sugar Daddy Daddy,” is about a woman who shows up for ...
  • Test ... One ... Two ... Three

    May 23, 2009

    • I’ve set aside the bulk of this long weekend for recording. Usually, my little home studio is set up in a small, dark room in the back of my condo. For this three-day blast, however, I’ve moved everything to the living room. Now, during the long hours of recording and re-recording and re-re-recording, I can stare out the window and watch the world go by, or at least I can watch the fleet of ...