Well. It’s back to save the day once again today. The legendary Roger Andrews’ legendary drum kit. Radio pluggers’ oversight. Honestly. It’s like entering the Derby but leaving your horse at home. In the hope there will be a house horse. Or something.
Annual Halloween SPX Concert Hall beefed up to 6s.
We’re in the middle of recording a live acoustic piano session in this location and don’t need the addition of a cuckoo backing track. It’s fast approaching the top of the hour. Needless to say I have just touched the cuckoo clock.
In need of a real-time de-ummer.
I couldn’t be happier. I’ve just been given an actual Fabulé Egg by Lorraine Staige for my services to clean ins and outs. I’m full of the joys of spring. Which is more than can be said for Lorraine’s failing mattress topper from King Herod’s.
We had an outsider artist in the Little Sister kitchenette yesterday called Sam B Halley, who claims to be one of 27 kids and was swapped for a bottle of whisky when he was four years old. He became an artist in the 70s upon carving two tomb stones for his sister’s two children who died in […]
At last, Mate gets his own cola.
Cola bottle mark tree at Maid Of Orleans today
New studio loudness meter network average = -20.0 LUFS. Achieved average over exactly two hours = -20.0 LUFS. Meanwhile my OCD has reached an unprecedented peak level.
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