Light on.

Okay, commence recording. The light is on, folks. No, not THAT light! That's the freaking microwave! That just means your burrito is cooked. I mean the production light. Jesus.

Oh, hi. Yeah ... we're working on some more music, but it's not obvious what exactly we're working on. Is it an album? An EP? A single? Some throwaway tunes for the podcast? Anyone's guess. All I know is that the light goes on and I start playing. When it goes out, I stop. Sometimes it flickers on and off, and that makes my job a bit harder. I see that and I drop in a lot of eighth-note rests - it can sound kind of funky if you close your eyes (and your ears, too).

We've made something of a habit of recording over the decades. Given that we're not a performing band at this point, at least not in the conventional sense, recordings pretty much amount to our "performances". But recording has been a bit of an obsession over the years, from Matt's reel-to-reel and cassette tapes, to 4-track cassette, to recording in various studios, to acquiring an 8-track Tascam DA-88 deck, then a 16/24-track Roland VS2480 workstation, and now a Cubase system. Hey ... we're archivists. Why fight it?

Is the light on? As part of our THIS IS BIG GREEN February podcast, I included a couple of old numbers drawn from demos. One of those was digitized straight from a standard audio cassette, simply because we never owned the original media it was on - a 2500-ft reel of half-inch audio tape from 1986, probably now nothing more than cinders. The 1981 recording (Silent as a Stone) was taken from a reel-to-reel stereo dub - you can hear the tape (or my playback machine) failing at the end. That song came from a session where we recorded four songs, including one of mine and one of Matt's. The 1986 version of "Slipping and Sliding" was recorded on an 8-track reel-to-reel machine as part of a 4-song demo; that I only have an audio cassette of.

So here we are again, toiling away on audio artifacts that someone will happen upon years from now and scratch their heads over. Which is pretty much how we find listeners. It's a process that works on geological time, basically, like making feldspar. (Hmmmm ... good idea for an album title. Feldspar ... )

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