With all that this school year is already throwing at me, it’s good to wake up with that freeing feeling that nothing is due today. I could, if I so desired, actually remain in my jammies until it’s time to use them again. Sure, nothing would have been accomplished today, but getting things done is overrated anyway.
This week, like all the others, absolutely flew by. I engineered four sessions that went relatively well and gave me some great experience. All of them were with me as the engineer on a Studio Productions project. Basically, I was called in to be the engineer for someone from that class’s project; they’re learning to be a producer and stand back while someone else engineers the sessions. Their assignment is to take a published song and record it in a different genre. The first two sessions involved one project, taking a Bach piece and attempting to record it in a “funk” style. Well, during the process of recording, it quickly turned from funk into Ben Folds-ian rock. Ah, whatever, it sounded better than I thought it would.
Last night I engineered the other two projects from this week for two separate producers in back to back sessions. First on the docket was a blues version Marilyn Manson’s “Beautiful People”. Contrary to my expectations, it really sounded good (as long as you can forgive the sin of dropping the “S” bomb in a blues song). Immediately after that project, we had to strike the studio and set up for the next guy, a stressed-out, intrusive producer with an over-ambitious vision of No Doubt’s “Don’t Speak” in a Dixie-land style. Really, it would have been fine if I’d known ahead of time. Stuff like that takes a drastically different kind of setup than a rock band. Sheesh…
Matt the Roomie came by during the second session. He said he couldn’t find anyone to do anything and he knew where I was so he just came to the studio. Alrighty. So after the second session was over at 1:30am and we’d had a couple slices of deep-dish provided by the opinionated fiancée of my producer, we sauntered back to the apartment and wondered what we might do to enjoy the remainder of the evening (though it was 2am by this point). Ah, yes! Obviously the thing to do would be to gorge ourselves on sweet tea and BBQ baked beans while watching Family Guy commentaries! It was glorious.
Hey, don’t judge me.
I still need to find an assistant for my two sessions next Saturday. Man, this thing just snuck up on me. Anywho, my suggestion for this next week is that anyone who has a TV should, at 8pm central time on September 30th, turn it on and hit two random keys on your remote. You’ll most likely land on the Presidential debates. Remember, if you don’t watch them, you won’t get fun Saturday Night Live jokes like locked box and strategery!
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