Last night, Sieron and I clicked through to get Coquette to play and see what more recording we needed to do with it. We listened and though most of the drum parts were recorded... myself and all my silliness did not record the drums to the click, essentially rendering them useless.
(Silliness indeed, my mind is warped and worthless right now, this aught to be an interesting blog post.)
This allowed me to return to my drums to play to a 140bpm click, nailing the drums as hard as I could. Sieron had the idea to "film" ('phone'?) some of the session to post to whatever video service we'd be using (maybe Facebook, I don't know). I laid into the toms to project well enough into the microphones that have been set up and on duty for a month. I'm sure that the mylar diaphragms have to be beaten into submission at this point. It's really exciting that they'll have earned so much mileage.
Train-of-thought derailment... Does a microphone age well? I mean, maybe the electronics corrode if it's in a damp environment, but maybe the diaphragm is less sensitive to the highest high frequencies, and loosens them up giving a little bit of a mellower tone to the recording...
I don't know... this is what happens when I'm not focused. Anyhow, Sieron was able to get me in a few shots with different "film"-like filters. One in blue, another in grey, another in the "black and white" as seen in the old "talkies".
After blasting away, I start to work on the cover tune Sieron wanted to play in the same way that we've done all the other songs... part by part, piece by piece and match it up to fit later. In this process, we're able to select whatever part we want, and make that the piece that is used DIRECTLY at the moment...
...ok, this isn't going to work. Let me get some sleep first, then I'll describe this...
...zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...
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