the mix
these sunny days are already quickly rushing past as feel i am trying to catch dust or smoke on the breeze.. I am lost in the big blue sky’s of Bavarian springtime and giving my ears some exercise.
for seven days we will listen to all the little clicks and chirps and gurgles and plucks and noises we have made over the course of the last year and put them each in their own little homes. each their own little cozy spot nestled in for time. but they can be elusive they vie and jostle for position and attention.. they hide and they leapfrog, they jockey through the mixes in their own little races, they play tricks on our clever ears that have to catch them by their tails and line them up in the right order.
it is a delicate thing..
Mario has ears like a very intelligent bat. a bat with fifteen years studio experience. The things he hears, frogs in nighttime far off treetops and crickets under the porch steps of the house 7 down the lane. He knows where they all fit, he tucks them in their beds with glasses of warm milk and moves swiftly on to the next while i strain my ears and decision making abilities and he is now hearing swallows making mud nests in woodsheds in the next village over. Roger is incredible with details.. he can find the one knot tied wrong in a persian rug, the slightest pull in the most intricate embroidery and Ron has the sixth sense for pop, easy confidence and knowledge of the big picture and that all will be well..
i fit cozily in this group as the last okay. the acknowledgment that all this magic creation has woven the tapestry of my dreams. its not really a big role but this is the first time i have mixed a record and it is hard! but so far so good. It is the third day and the third song and i am happy and excited to be accomplishing this final step but trying to keep at bay the idea that it will soon be over. i hate for things to be over.. but there is much auditory exercise before then so i best dive back into the darkened sea of a song that ‘Until Then’ is and attempt to organize the silver slips of fish and the sea snails and far off blue whales that glide through the dark.
