Snorre, SSD
We can now hear things starting to come together. A lot of time has been devoted to guitar sounds, trying to get all the parts as varied as possible, and trying to find a justification for me buying a ridiculous amount of effects pedals. We came up with a lot of very interesting things though, and we are now absolutely unlistenable to anyone in a Slayer t-shirt. Or just absolutely unlistenable. Being a metal guitarist, I am taking longer to record clean guitars than the distorted ones, because I just don't know how to play someting pretty. The concept of a guitar that isn't pointy confuses and scares me, to be honest.
But I'm learning
I'm very glad we brought all our equipment down, even though it looks like a joke when you stack it all up. It looks like we should be playing Wembley. However, being able to swap the amp around, or pick up a different guitar really gives the different parts personality. It's also a lot more inspiring than getting the sound you want and then playing everything with that one sound throughout.
More than 50 tracks of Pure Unlistenable.
The amount of pizzas consumed during the week is now intolerable. The locals are watching us in disgust when we buy our food now. But pizzas have one big advantage over other, less cardiac arrest-inducing food, which is that they come in a box that can be used instead of a plate. That way there is no washing up involved. Single men all over the world have known this for generations, of course, but we are perfecting the technique. Today I cut a pizza on the floor to avoid having to make room on the table. The kitchen smells a bit like poo, but we haven't tried to localize the source of the smell yet. It might come from me.
Smiling, because I don't understand
State of the art microphones
These two guys make the most unholy racket
This is all Corin needs to be happy
søndag 22. november 2009
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