It’s a rollin…

We finally did it.  FINALLY!  Put the 10 songs onto a CD, with all the vocals and bits that we wanted, in an order that we liked, and put it in the post.  Phew, it sure has been a marathon effort, but a lot of fun and we are super excited and can’t wait to let y’all hear it and tell us what you think.

After a lot of talk and pondering, both the title for the album and the cover photo materialised, seemingly of their own volition.  I have a feeling that these things can’t be forced, and that when the time is right they will make themselves known, and so they did.  No sneak peeks of either yet, sorry, we still want to reserve the right for tinkering.

We’ve booked a sound engineer for the end of March to start mixing, and mastering is lined up too.  Things are all a’rolling!

I went to a great museum in Brescia over the weekend called Santa Giulia.  They are having an exhibition of the Italian fashion designer Roberto Capucci which is brilliant, especially when viewed amongst the normal museum display.  Wow, what I wouldn’t give for one of his frocks!

Roberto Capucci at Santa Giulia Museum, Brescia

Studio Day Two

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)