recording - day 30

So, armed with halogen heaters (environment schmenvironment), we returned to the world's coldest room to record cello parts.



As usual, we had way too much on our plate and with 2 hours gone we had barely made a dent in our programme. Aaron heroically battled on as I bellowed orders and Ian gyrated to keep warm.

Halfway through the session, a kind of hysteria set in and we found ourselves laughing uncontrollably at Fred Durst vocal impressions. A manic and disturbed laughter. We would've welcomed death.



As the temperature continued to plummet, so did our standards. At 7.30pm we were demanding 13 takes of each part, by 9.30pm we were happy with the bare minimum, which was 5 takes. By the time 11pm rolled around, we lowered the minimum to 3 takes.

30 minutes later we were scraping our car windscreens and heading home. Uncertainty loomed over the quality of the takes, but by this point we were past caring.

Crabb


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