Monday, February 19, 2007

Picture This: Album Sessions Day 2


RHS at the Lincoln Lounge. Tuff. On a break during today's session.

All right, Soul Mates!
The rhythm tracks are nearly done on our new LP. We managed to get all of the drums finished today and after a productive session, Doug headed back up north. Our all day marathon saw us work out all of the numbers for the album. We started with Fall Out which is simply a jam. We cut it a bit faster than anticipated, but it moves like a locomotive. Done Lost My Mind, plus our two newest songs, Roosevelt's Revue and I Can't Cry For You rounded us out.

Time for photographs. Please bear in mind these are from my camera and are not the HQ pics you are accustomed to seeing of us. Even so, it will give you an idea of our surroundings. And you can see that we are alive and well.



The band. Not as tired as we appear.

Adam's production notes for our LP.

We were pretty loose this afternoon and that helped. Plus the Mr. T talking key chain kept everyone in check! "Grrrrrrr."


Bryan, Doug and I got into some of the studio toys, too, including walkie talkies, a toy piano and record albums that decorate a hallway.

Doug lays down a killer keyboard part.


"I can't live without my radio!"


Bryan and Doug share a moment.


Ah, yes. The Dance Party LP. Strickly inspiration for this crew. And Strickly Dan Stuckey! Paso Doble, anyone?

After the primary playing was done, Steve and Adam got to work mixing the drums and overdubbing a few flubbed bass parts. Mmmm... I wonder who that was? It's been a learning experience working with Messrs. Refling and Marsland. They have really put a lot of thought into the project and have done a great job of coaxing wonderful performances from us thus far.

Here's the only known photograph of Rush Hour Soul and the producers. Hope you liked the pictures. Another day of bringing it at the Lincoln Lounge.

I have to tell you, I've lost a lot of faith in dentists in the past 5 years. My visit the other day, not swell. I've got one molar that had been bugging me, but by cutting back on refined sugar it had not worsened. But, the dentist decided to test the veracity of my claim of tooth sensitivity by tapping on it repeatedly with the back end of the tartar scraper. WTF!? That hurt like hell and what was sensitivity has become a constant ache. Viva dentists!

Enjoy your Presidents' Day. Celebrate the unsung Presidents today. Even Coolidge and Pierce are destined to "grace" the new $1 coin. We'll be back at the studio the next few nights, I'll report back soon. It's late. Been up since 8 a.m.
Love, Power, Peace

2 Comments:

Blogger George said...

Norm, based on your experience and mine - dentists, contractors, computer technicians, what's the difference? If you're looking for reasons to put faith in the good of man - or at least an individual man's specialty - avoid those in said professions. Their training trumps your gut instinct, regardless of what you and I know better. The problem is, you and I don't know how to fix the problem, and then we have to clean up whatever the mess is. They're not bad people, but their square peg nevers fits in the hole you and I both know is round. So there it is, my weekend in a nutshell.

-C.P. Numero dos

8:37 AM, February 19, 2007  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Aaahhhh....if that Mr.T keychain has the phrase "Hey Boy..Hey Boy..You look mighty cute in them jeans!!"..RUN FOR THE FREAKIN' HILLS and HOLD ON FOR DEAR LIFE!!
-Numero Quatro

8:59 AM, February 19, 2007  

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