Friday, August 1, 2014

summer inside, in spencer

we join our heros in the middle of their greatest battle yet, the recording studio. waging war with schedules, shitty takes, and ill-fated equipment has left the young heros, well pretty fucking pale for the most part. 

ok so before go on, lets talk about what happened since february. 

the studio we recorded at was great. the people we worked with were amazing and i for one (fuck, it's been long ass time. my name is warren by the way, thanks for reading) learned so much. we got a great sounding version of my author out of it. so march has a couple shows and so does april and we start getting a little bored playing in dives and for shows that seems kinda thrown together, so we stop playing shows in the area unless its gonna be with a band we really like or it pays. about the same time, we are talking with the producer who did that demo of my author thats posted west-north-west of this and the investor who fronted the money for the session about coming back. well they want us to record four more songs and get a nice little EP under our belts. we agree and start recording again down there sometime in may. a couple weekends go by at this studio (can't be quitting our day jobs just yet) and i get a call from the investor who by now is acting as our label manager and business partner (more on that later) and we talk about some of the other tunes I had written and showed him and the producer at a meeting prior to arranging any studio dates and he wants to just go ahead and do a full album. to most bands, this is a dream come true , but somehow the words, "we don't have that much material prepared" was translated into, "sure, see ya saturday". 

were now in june and getting the drums our of the way at a making-sure-this-is-the-take-you-really-want pace and if i remember correctly, the drums get finished right before i get married. (the real funny story was on the honeymoon) the day before my new wife and i are supposed to come back from our beach/mountain vacation, the guys say that no one can make it to the studio and that we've essentially lost a weekend. i simply cannot stand for this and my loving and understanding wife recommends i go the studio to get something done. (it's really not hard to know when you've found the one)

more weeks of recording go by and guitars are started, then bass, then back to guitar, then some vocals, then guitar again, and we notice that there is one song that sounds weird. one track was recorded with me, kenny, and ryan in a room together without a click track and without any cuts. it was going to be our way of saying, "yeah we can play, suck it" and it turns out we cant. this brings us to august 1st sometime 'round midnight and preparing to surprise the the producer with my band to redo an entire song rather than just show up for a relaxing day of vocals (and my weekly dose of self-loathing).

we had one show this summer. it met both of our criteria in that we played with two great bands and we got paid. not bad for a group of scoundrels in raleigh, nc.

so if it remember correctly (for a second time tonight), i try to give a slightly humorous history and catch you up our past events and then give the plans for the near future. 

hoping to have this album done by august 17th. that's about it, get this fucking album done. it's not that i don't like recording or that i'm ungrateful, i'm simply ready for the next step. i went into this thinking it would take at most, two months, and it's like it'll be around four but i guess thats the way she fucking goes. im trying to be a total douche on the internet and let everyone know that we're here and still alive and we've started looking for shows again. so far the search has gone unfruitful but i'm pretty confident we'll find a gig or two in september and definitely be going strong again by autumn.

as always, check out the reverbnation, the facebook, and our youtube account. we have a hilarious video that anyone in a band will totally click with.

hope you guys dig it. 

later.