Saturday was spent mixing. All day. A rather annoying day; at one point I moved over the wrong drum take, but didn’t notice at first because I was so concentrating on the song overall. So when I got to the part, I noticed hey, those are the wrong fills! Blargh. Just a bit of a delay, but annoying overall.
This mix is coming along I guess. Not in the pocket yet. I’m not digging the drum sounds. They sound boxy. I can’t quite figure out why, but i’m thinking my room mics are currently too loud. I’ll get it together…just a matter of time.
Then went over to Sebastian and Valerie for tacos and, well, according to everyone else’s wishes: alcohol. I had no intention of drinking as much as ended up being the case, but I was fed two shots, and I had two margaritas. That’s an ENORMOUS amount for me.
I believe there now are pictures of me dancing with a gold chain. And to be quite honest, I really didn’t feel that buzzed. Strange; I really expected to be obliterated. But I mainly just had a great time, chatting, laughing and what not. A nice…and rare….getaway for me.
I’m up today. It’s not as early as I like, as I correctly anticipated a weariness, bodily and mentally, from the previous night’s festivities.
On the agenda today, and I mean this quite seriously:
Mixing
John Adams Finale
Rock of Love 2 reunion
I am a complete contradiction in terms.
