Recording
Well the Prairie Dogs got themselves into the studio this past weekend and started working on their upcoming CD. All in all it went very smoothly and by 4pm Saturday we had the basic tracks to seven songs in the bag, so to speak. We’ll go in again on Wednesday and see if we can hammer out another four or so, leaving maybe one or two more songs to try and get somehow. Doug and I spend the better part of Friday night getting everything ready so’s all we’d have to do Saturday morning is just plug in and start recording. Quite surprisingly, that’s just about how easy it went.
I spent a good part of Sunday putting in a new hard drive in my computer, because the old one’s all full, and being frustrated because nothing I ever do to my computer is an easy project. There is always that little twist that makes things take twice as long to do and twice as complicated as I though it would be. But the good news is I won, got the new hard drive in, and dumped the stuff we recorded on Saturday into Pro-tools so we can add Vocals and all the overdubs on it. Right now the machine is working great, is very stable, and that makes me happy.
The older boy ate a lot of candy and chocolate on Sunday. It was a nice day, not to hot but warm enough for shorts. Warm enough for the all boys in the trailer park to be running around outside, burning up all that sugar by riding their bikes and beating each other up. Sweetie had to work late so by two, it was just me and the boys for the rest of the night. Ike’s taken to melting down at around 4 every afternoon and so it’s important to get him out of the house doing, or going, somewhere. We decided to go to Owen Beach, which has kind of become Ike’s favorite place to hang. Ever since we were at the ocean for his birthday, he’s enjoyed watching the water, waves and putting his toes in the sand. Went to DQ on the way home for dinner where they have, according to the older boy, the second best cheeseburgers around: the first best, according to him, being Dick's Drive-In up in Seattle.
After the trailer got all quiet with the boys down for sleep, I went back in the studio and did some more work until Sweetie got home. She had run into a doctor friend of ours that helped treat Ike when he was so sick in the hospital. Sweeties was taking Ike up to Children’s Hospital for blood labs this morning anyway, and I guess they’ll be getting together for coffee or something; talking about old illnesses, endless worrying, and dancing on that gray line between life and that old ghost death.
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