So another session on its way a week ago during the first and second of August. Again Sami brought his gear to Turku and we camped out at Indigofloods practise room. The saturday was reserved for all possible basic stuff Perttu needed to get done. First of laying down the rhythm tracks, to ease the singing, to the couple of songs that still had no guitars. Fortunately both were older tunes, and Peb went through them with no apparent problems. Altough the PRS he was playing had just new strings put into it, and the G seemed to get fucked up tuning wise. Well, no solos to be laid down at this point, so it wasn't a major problem.
Vocals to all five songs left were our second agenda for Perttu. Tero was brought in to cover the rest of the rhythm guitars we didn't get done earlier, and he did a solid job once again. As continued P too, with the vocals. First take done, the man turned around, looked at me, "More pronounciation, aye?" Worded out what I'd been thinking. Nothing more to add after that, although Oceanfloor took two rounds to get right. So many words in it here and there, that Peb needed a breather in the form of Thistle Pillow Pt. II, to get the last licks of Oceanfloor right.
As Peb got through all the needed stuff, I left for a soundcheck of our own gig. Perttu, Tero and Sami were left to do some initial takes on backing vocals. We though Perttu would just need to hear what Tero was about to sing to see if they were right or not. One take or so, and then we'd nail them proper on sunday. Well while doing that, the guys actually managed to record complete and perfect versions of three songs without any problems. Tero had most of his stuff done on saturday also, although we had the whole sunday left.
That night the whole gang hit Rokkibaari. I was singing with 2x4 and Peb was handling the vocal duties with Uncle Foe. Sami and Tero took it easy, which is good considering they still had some serious work to do on sunday. Perttu had to leave sunday morning to some family thingmabo, but it didn't really slow us down, as the tradition has occured, that after each a gig heavy drinking is necessary.
So sunday morning Sami and Tero were up bright and early, and me, well, I got in the car, although not feeling too shabby. Tero had to do backing vocals for a couple of more songs, which was handled damn fast once again. A pronounciation difference between the two was corrected, to make the lines sound the same, but nothing really major that me or Sami had to take part in.
Last T laid down some of the remaining leads and solos, and we were actually done before two-o-clock. Starting at ten paid off, and we all got home suprisingly early.
We've taken the heading for disaster, but at least the crew is the best possible. There's nothing quite like sinking with a ship full of the finest you can find.
Monday, August 10, 2009
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