I opened the blinds to the sun blazing in through the window from a bright blue sky. Gerri Ann had refilled the bird feeders, but the birds weren’t coming, they were protesting against two days of empty. Hopefully tomorrow, the birds are so beautiful here. It was a 10 AM start, so I had to get up to leave at 9.30 AM and as we were going out to dinner later, I wanted to do Duolingo and not take my computer to the studio which meant I was last into the car. You’d never believe that two days earlier there had been a layer of snow and the night before it was floating down in sheets from a grey-black sky.
At the studio we started on a new song, it was one of those simple songs that took some time. We had an intern in the studio today (Courtney), who lives on a farm with horses, cats, dogs, and goats. I asked her what her parents thought of her wanting to be a producer, she said that it was either this or genetic engineering. She was 21 and very smart and explained some science about viruses to the room, so I tried to explain some points about making a record.
We finished the song we were working on and began work on another, but we were leaving earlyish today for Fred and Gerri Ann’s monthly family dinner, to which we were invited. We went to a crazy restaurant in an unlikely location. It was called Buca di Beppo, it was huge. It was Italian and had walls full of pictures, Sophia Loren, Frank Sinatra, Al Martino, and nuns in dodgem cars. Family, sons, daughter, grandchildren, in a big monthly noisy get-together.
Home after, where we watched a YouTube walkthrough of Abbey Road before trying to make it an early night, a big day tomorrow with an early sesh at 8 AM with Bob in Boston and 9 AM with Brian in NJ before leaving for the studio at 10.30 AM. I should probably go to bed.
Music today has been The Beach Boys – Friends (1968), their lowest charting album to date in the US – 126 (13 in the UK) as the trends were changing and the audience judged by image, not by the quality of the music. What kind of fool…