Fun Pfact Friday! One of the weirdest sessions that Ive ever done was a few years ago at a small studio in Corona, CA. Strike one: Corona, CA. The recording was for only one song and all I knew was a) that it was in the metal genre and b) the writer was very particular about the drum parts. Ok, water is wet. The studio had a kit miced up, checked and everything already red-light-ready - which isnt advisable if youre bringing in a new drummer. I literally just had to walk in the room, sit down on the drum set, record and leave. I probably could have left the car running - which also isnt advisable if your in Corona. Its not uncommon at all to go in for a recording session without actually hearing any of the music. Most of my HU recordings were like that. It sounded like just another day at the office. The studio was unlike your mom, small, and like your mom, dimly lit. With dark walls, neo-gothish decor and a rope light, it looked like Vaders college dorm. Two steps in the door and the songwriter/engineer hands me three pages of full grand staff notation. Every drum note was written out. Strike two: Indoor sunglasses. Yes, it was metal, but the song turned out to be prog-speed-post-dronecore-metal with a Miami Vice chase scene slant: crazy double bass, odd times, and also a bridge section that looked like he Dick Cheneyd the page with buckshot. Fortunately, Im an excellent sight-reader and Olympic sprinter. One of those is true. He had the drums perfectly tuned into the key of the song, and unless youre Danny Carey, stop it. After only two takes and a small puddle of tears, the guy was happy. He paid me double scale in cash. Strike three: with $10 bills. After I left Im sure he and the entire building lifted off the face of the earth to start the long journey back to the home planet. I was headed to church. #coolTLDRstorybro #pfact
Posted on: Fri, 05 Dec 2014 16:57:20 +0000
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