| These are the hours no one ever sees...
we're in preproduction now for the new
record, which more or less means a series
of seemingly endless days as we slowly
and methodically arrange and learn the
twenty or so new songs that will ultimately
become the next Dopeblind CD. Preproduction
is sort of like studying for a test -
except in this case we're memorizing songs
instead of Planck's constant. The theory
is that in preproduction you make all
the stupid little nitpicky decisions about
the arrangement of the songs (what parts
happen where) so that when you go into
the studio (or, production) there are
fewer decisions to make.
How nitpicky? Typical conversation in
preproduction:
Tim: "Do you think we should go
with the ascending or descending line
in the chorus?"
Lee: "I like the decending line,
but I'm worried that the dissonance interferes
with the tonality of the melody."
Exciting stuff, eh?
Our bible is the Dopeblind song board
- a white dry erase board that lists the
twenty songs we're working on and a rough
estimation of how much is left to do on
each song. We live to mark the board with
the "X" that indicates a given
tune is completed.
Hey, it still beats working, but I'd
rather be out on stage playing
for y'all.
- Lee
|
We
were both running on a lack
of sleep from the night before,
but when we arrived at Ozzfest
it didn't matter - it was
nothing short of being in
a world where rock and drinking
rule the earth. Lee and I
made our way through the crowd
in search of breakfast at
the Jager tent. When we got
here, the Redheaded Sluts
and BBQ Pork was just what
I needed. Not to mention the
Jager girls, who looked hot
as always Bands came in and
out to sign swag like clockword,
and the Jager chants from
the crowd were so loud at
times we couldn't even hear
the music from the stage.
All the Jager bands kicked
ass and the folks at Jager
sure know how to throw a party
and make a guy feel at home.
You guys rock.
