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Sunday, November 4

Repeat Until...

The recording session went well. In blogging terms it was a disaster, as I only managed to tap away for a little of the total recording time, a lot of the songs requiring acoustic recordings, where the sound of fingers against keyboard would have been immortalised. However, creatively it was a success. I contributed a bass line to the first song, which is why my thumb is now bass-sore.

I get to play bass once ever blue moon, I learn the song quickly, play the bassline onto the recording, forget everything and take away only the recording and my sore thumb. That's the sort of basic bassist I appear to be. Still, it's nice to be involved.

For the second song I contributed a single line of the lyrics. I didn't contribute any playing.

The third song we tackled involved a re-record of a song for which I had already written the lyrics. We redid the vocal with the better microphone I now possess, and a slightly more intelligent use of the machinery for the mixing.

After recording for a good few hours (4), we returned to town, listening to the fruits of our (and by "our", I mean "his-with-a-little-of-mine") labours. Then lunch, a trip to town to discover that GAP shops don't really fit me, and then a return home for pre-gig preparation and then going to the gig.

Tonight was in 3 parts. I travelled to the gig, listening to the CD of our recording session, pretty much on a loop. Then I did the gig, which was no pressure, honest, despite having a friend celebrating her birthday with a bunch of her friends in the audience. Then there was the drive home, involving more listening to the CD of the recording.

I had been a bit anxious about tonight's gig, but it went well. My sore throat and general feeling of being run-down didn't impact too heavily on my performance, and having friends in the audience is always as much of a bonus as it is a fear-factor (the fear of looking stupid in front of people you like).

All in all, considering the slings and arrows of my outrageous fortune, I shall sleep, perchance to dream, rather than die to sleep no more.

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