My Thoughts On That
This is how I gauge the energy output for a show, a rehearsal, the studio….the morning after. It’s 9:05, and our house is making more morning noise than usual (#thishousemakesnoise) as the guys continue to cut through walls, hammer in baseboards, and prep grout to secure the tile they laid in my soon-to-be-new bathroom yesterday while we were in the studio laying rhythm tracks. Despite the hub bub, I’m sitting at my computer in flannel jammies and fuzzy slippers, nursing a cup of coffee and reflecting on the weekend. I often describe this feeling as “like I’ve been hit by a truck”. But it’s not nearly so unpleasant. It is a luxurious exhaustion. It is an adrenaline hangover. Guess it was a good day in the studio yesterday.
We kicked off day two of recording at 10am with “Sail Across the Water”. Sometimes the simplest songs are the most challenging to record. Or maybe it’s just not such a simple song. We went after it from a whole bunch of angles before leaving it to finish at the end of the day – a good call. We moved on to “My Life” and knocked it out in a few takes. Groove re-established, we hit “Quiet of the Lie”, broke for a quick lunch, and went right into “Sing Louder” and “Live”. When we circled back around to “Sail”, it drifted out with ease. These few sentences worth of songs took a solid 8 hours to record. And then we went back for over-dubs.
By the time I rolled out of the studio, I was stumbling. It felt like midnight. It was 8:54pm. I am sooo not good at the “rockstar” life. But I made my way back to Chez Cary/Farrell safe and sound, and in time to kiss the kids goodnight, so I’m thinking maybe I’ve got the “music making momma” life down pretty well!
Just as the guys arrived this morning to start laying the wet bed for the floor in our soon to be re-built masterbath, I walked out the door with newly re-strung guitar in hand to head to the studio to start the new record. It’s been a month of mornings like this. With the new CD, the new website, and the new room in our house, it’s been all about…new. Day after day making new choices, directing new players. So it felt so good to arrive at Morningstar Studios to be greeted by Jocko, Quint and Peter…the original Analog Gypsies. Tried and true. The guys who breathed life back into my music when I thought maybe I was done with it, ready to put it away to focus on being a mom…before I realized that music is an essential part of how I mother. #thishousemakesnoise.
Glenn got us all patched in and set up and we started with another tried and true, “Responsibility”. We laid basic tracks for “Responsibility”, “Wind”, and the two newest songs, “Drive”, and “River Rock” before Jocko had to head out for his regular Saturday evening gig (the price to be paid for playing with sought-after musicians). We wrapped the night with me re-playing all of my guitar tracks for the songs we’d started (because, when we laid the base, drums, and guitar tracks, all my parts were “scratch” tracks – unusable because there was no separation between my guitar and vocals.)
By the end of the night my fingertips were screaming from hours of pressing those new strings to that old wood. My back was sore, my belly was empty, and my spirits were high. We are building this house…this new house…from new stories, new melodies and new grooves laid on a strong foundation of tried and true.