Thanks very much to Ivan Rossi and SAE Milano for hosting us for the last three days. We’re super happy to have been able to squeeze in this recording session before we head back to France. We even managed to film enough material to put up a video for both songs. Later, people! Right now I have to systemize for tomorrow’s departure. And drink a beer. Maybe two. I think there is a pizza with my name on it. Cheers!
Here’s a little spoiler video of Manuele from the Three Blind Mice recording some beautiful noisy guitar for our new single. If you’ve seen us play this year you’ll be familiar with the A side, but the B side is a completely new song we wrote specially for this vinyl.
two days down
We’ve now laid down bass, drums and guitars for our two new songs in the SAE studio with Ivan, and with the help of special guest Manuele from the Three Blind Mice. The songs are sounding great so far, and we can’t wait to get them finished, mixed and pressed to vinyl. Boy, we sure earnt that beer this afternoon.
Tomorrow morning we’re going in to record the vocals and extras like tambourine, then we have to pack our bags for France. First show is Thursday at Bada Bing in Nimes. Whoever said there’s no rest for the wicked really wasn’t kidding.
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:
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.
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.