Wind Up Bird Chronicle

And into the last week of our sessions. Roles are reversed now. The previous two weeks we'd play our parts and Noam would give us feedback and ask us to re-record parts which he thought weren't tight. Wise old Yotam has stepped into the control room now, for the mix with Noam. He wasn't around while we were tracking and this is a good thing. Losing persepective is the biggest problem when you get too involved in the process of creating a record so I'm happy Yotam is coming in with a pair of fresh ears and a new approach. We're spending our time listening to their mixes on various sound systems and analysing them critically. Between Runtun's sausages and eggs breakfasts and Kamalinger's favourite chair in which he philosophises, we're lucky if we wake up and get here by noon to deliver our verdicts on the last mix they created for us. There's still opinions and accidents galore but now it's them doing the work and us that's giving them feedback and asking for changes when we need them. I've been nominated to deliver band judgements to the court of Clemetine. It was nerve wracking and the last weekend was tense but now that we've gotten through a few songs, we all understand each other better and the mixes are starting to sound good. Touch wood. Tron's in town too and he's here to add a touch of electro fizz to a couple of tracks. Stoner days are back for me. And we're playing a gig this weekend. For those of you that live in Chennai, it's at the Unwind Centre on Friday the 22nd. Come. - absentation