recording - day 93

With the help of two duvets and a couple of cats, Ian's front room was transformed into an anechoic chamber; we applauded ourselves, and then marvelled at the lack of early reflections on our claps.



The reason for all this unsightly construction was the recording of acoustic guitar parts. Acoustic guitars are not easy on the fingers, they are difficult to record well, and the brightness in a new set of strings only lasts for 2 or 3 glorious days. With all this in mind, we decided to cane through them.

Here is Ian, living it up in his corner console...



...and here is me, either in deep concentration or daydreaming about how I'd win an argument with Höðr, Norse mythological figure and brother of Baldr, owner of the greatest ship ever built...



"Oh yeah, well at least my name isn't a wannabe Sigur Rós album track", I'd sneer.

Saxo Crabbaticus


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