Little things
There are things that make you smile and believe you lucky that everything is going badly. At least I passed.
guess that you will want an example, of course. It turns out that since January I played bass in a group and this week we are recording a demo. Maybe someone thought it was just that: I am very happy to record a demo and I will not drop a roll.
While getting into a study is always motivating, the truth is that in this case is not so. The reason is, first, that is becoming all too quickly. It seems that our manager ... Well, I think you need to make a paragraph here. Okay, yes, we have manager, pero no estamos al nivel que estáis pensando. Simplemente ocurre que el hermano de dos miembros del grupo tiene una productora y nos "managerea", pero no es tan profesional como pueda sonar.
Aclarado ese punto, prosigo. Nuestro manager va a ir a una feria de nosequé en nosedonde (lo bueno de tener un manager es que siempre estás muy bien informado) y quería llevar material nuevo, porque la maqueta que tenemos ahora mismo (grabada antes de que yo entrara) no representa demasiado bien el estilo actual del grupo. Por lo tanto, tenemos que grabar todo en esta semana para que dé tiempo a mezclarlo y tener listas copias para llevar a ese sitio.
Por lo tanto, se va a hacer todo muy deprisa, sin tiempo para pensar cómo are the songs we want and what arrangements to make. And that gives me a little sad, because not recorded a demo each day and feel like soaking up a little more in the atmosphere of "we are recording" and be all living together in the studio, not only when you get to go record. Furthermore, especially bothers me because we have a theme, Flashes , which would be a bit studio working great, and I do not have time.
Sparks is an issue that calls for putting a thousand instruments, all by simple arrangements, still, discreet. Asked to do so gradually, adding layer upon one another. All instruments doing small things, details, but as they are incorporated are make one, claiming the song a force not really know where it comes from. But that takes time.
In any case we will try. And I, that I exert a bassist but I still think guitarist at heart, I offered to try and make one of those little arrangements on guitar. So today I went to the cellar to look after a year without using it, to have it ready for Saturday.
I come back to my room and I put the cover on the bed. I opened the three locks (clack, clack, clack) with that desire to always give me at that time to get a shotgun instead of the guitar and say "this is a robbery." I opened the cover ... and I've found that for the first time in my life, I kept the guitar with new strings!
probably will seem the most foolish of the world, but for me it was a great joy. Not what you could explain. Or maybe it could but I have no desire to continue writing.
The fact is that there are things that make you smile and believe you lucky that everything is going badly. And should not ignore.
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