Let the Recording commence...............

Greetings Ladies and Germs

So, after bathing in a Tsunami of nostalgia for the last few months - read as: Man finds old demo tapes, Man listens to old demo tapes, Man decides old demo tapes are not a quite the musical legacy he remembered, I have decided to resurrect my recording career and finally complete the long overdue, unfinished, lost, etc, etc, Debut album. This blog is intended to Diary the events leading up to, and including, the release of the Opus that I have heard in my head all these years.

Let's set the scene: After certain changes in lifestyle, i.e. The arrival of children, my Recording Studio has taken on an Incredible Shrinking Man-like quality and transformed itself into a combination of Pro Tools and a MacBook Pro. Now I, being an old analogue head, have to admit that while I will always miss the sight, sound and smell(!) of a (Please insert preferred Tape size here) Reel to Reel tape machine spinning away in the corner, I have rather enjoyed going over to the dark,digital side. Of course there are arguments for both sides ala'
Tape: Press record, song gets recorded.
Digital: Press record, press record again, press reboot (one for all you PC users out there).
Tape: Press record, Spend evening untangling tape from tape heads.
Digital: Press record, press save, press play on DVD and watch Sopranos boxed set for remainder of evening.

Now inbetween trying to find time to record the aforementioned LP, there is the little matter of actually writing the material for it. In true Blue Peter style there are already 5 songs "I prepared earlier", so that leaves a shortfall of 5 songs (or 2 songs if you're The Blue Nile). After the recent purchase of a full size Piano, new stuff seems to pouring out faster than a can of Hooch goes into a wino's belly and so the first twist to the long imagined opus is that rather than being the guitar driven, Power Pop extravaganza I had always yearned for, it appears to be heading into "Singer/Songwriter" territory. The absence of James Blunt references, either by comparison or rhyming slang, would be much appreciated. The arrogance of youth appears to have been replaced with, dare I say those terms, Maturity, Lived in quality, World Weary- yikes....... Taxi!!!!!!

Come with me now on a journey into sound.

Warm Wishes

Mick