One project ends and another project begins, and today we arrived at the studio to find frantic hoovering, lead winding, drum shifting and shed packing. I’ve been in the studio on three different projects for 28 days straight, today was the 29th. We were starting afresh, so we need to start again from scratch with everything spick and span. John and Kevin were dealing with the mics and the leads and the drums and the amps as I walked in and I stood around and watched them work (haha). The new project was another album from Salim under the name Salim & The Philistines, of which I am one.
We started on one of the new songs with Joe Reyes playing guitar, Joe will be with us for three days. We tried all kinds of different guitars but landed on the Epiphone Sorrento through Sarah’s Fender Super Reverb and Kevin’s Bad Cat via the Klon Klone and NJ Brian’s Archer pedal and found ourselves with a really cool guitar sound. We spent the rest of the afternoon working on the parts and the performance for this song, it always takes a little longer on song number one.
So, for the first time in 28 days, we finished at 6 PM, which meant dinner at home. I told Sarah to hang in the car and I went into the mega supermarket to buy what we needed. At the door, some dudes were looking for donations for their basketball team, I spoke to them in my English accent and they all went silent, they thought I was from outer space.
Back home catching up on yesterday’s blog and planning the Archive move, it’s massive and it’s making me nervous. We have to move it, we have no choice, but it’s the greatest thing and to finally have it in one place will be a wonderful thing – it will also be a lot of work with shelving-organising, and when we get back, trying to figure out what has happened in our back room (where the books will go) and see the water damage under our flooring. I think there’s going to be a lot of bookshelves on bricks, but we can’t have a library in a damp room.
No creatures today, although there has been a screeching blue jay in the studio garden for the past couple of days. I looked up into the sky and saw a flock of birds, impossible to count, but it seemed like hundreds. Another bigger bird sat patiently on a branch in a tree in the distance, contemplating its prey. The cats in the garden are no match for its talons and sharp beak if they ever did pick a fight with it.