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This week has become a traditional trip to Paris for me, it’s the third year in a row I’ve spent my birthday there with Dimi & Sof in the kangaroom. Amongst other things it always involves gallons and gallons of vin rouge, Dimi missing days of work, and marathon shopping in smelly vintage shops.

This year it also involved something rather special. Sofy is the incredible lead singer of the Parisian girl band Tulla Larsen (that sounds good, doesn’t it?), and she kindly lent her vocals to a few songs on our new album.

Pete played an in-store at the record shop Gibert Joseph

Gibert Joseph

Pete also played a solo acoustic gig at the infamous La Feline in Menilmontant, which was followed by significant levels of debauchery and drunkeness. Not us of course, we were in the VIP room with an innocent bottle of whisky. Thanks Pat.

It took all day yesterday to get the sound right in the studio and get underway. A little bit stressful, but we got there finally. Last night ended with me disturbing a wasp nest in the cottage, and then doing gymnastics trying to kill them all. They were pretty sleepy so luckily no-one got hurt. Apart from the wasps that is.

At 6.30pm on day two we have nailed three songs, which doesn’t sound like much, but they were the most difficult ones on the album. We are heading back in to the studio now to try and get another one or two done before Stefano kicks us out for the night.

This is the studio:

Recording day Two (1 of 3)

In between takes I have managed to get halfway through a blue and white scarf which is lungissimo. Gianluca thinks I need to see a psychiatrist for my addiction problems.

Recording day Two (2 of 3)

It probably would be better to rest my hands in between playing for hours, but it keeps me occupied. I am wearing holes in my fingers and feeling a bit like what’s his name, playing til his fingers bled, but this ain’t the summer of 69.

Recording day Two (3 of 3)

Pete Ross & The Sapphire

oui oui … Paris

Studio Day Two