I managed to squeeze in a little show at the Olympia in between mastering, taking photos and trying to sleep. It was nice but i kept getting distracted thinking about Edith Piaf and her legendary concert at the same venue (now renovated)!!
There is a secret place in Paris, known only by those in the know… it is a den of music, smoke, dancing and laughter. Vinyl junkies will be in heaven in the batcave as the bodacious speakers pour out, rarities and classic joints. It has been the location of many legendary soirees. some going on for days, stopped only by the pleas of weary neighbours (and occasionally the gendarmes..). When I went to Paris it was only natural that I dropped by the batcave for a tete a tete with David himself…
David C, music lover, DJ, and bon viveur en route….
Here we are in the batcave testing my master on his big bad speakers (the dude has 3 huge mothers expertly placed for maximum sound enjoyment).
We affirm that it is sounding good.
Batcave Soul night album of the night!
"The soul remembers everything" is out in April on CD/vinyl and Vital Digital.from all good record shops and online retailers.
Until then, stay tuned for some videos i will be posting featuring one of the new songs from the album “Make peace”. You will see just what happens behind closed doors when the crew get stir crazy after 7 hours mixing… It should be in the next post or maybe the one after that… We are still laughing at the footage, it may never get edited!!
Salut les crocodiles!
So here I am holding the master of my new album “The soul remembers everything”.
After all that fun and hardwork recording and mixing at Dada studio (see my earlier post) I packed up the car, left the bohemian triangle and headed for Paris for some much needed RnR. As you all know, there is no rest for the wicked so… I mastered my album and did a photoshoot while i was there too…
This is the sound genie Mael in action.He has mastered albums for grand artistes such as les rita mitsoukos, camille and telephone. I was a bit doe eyed as I walked around the studio looking at all the gold discs on the walls. Despite such accolades Mael and Raphael were as humble as mud pie. I really loved the mastering process. It was magical to hear frequencies being coaxed and bended, levelled and enhanced…. I have decided that when i grow up i want to be a mastering engineer.
After a few weeks of 10 hour days in the studio peculiar things start happening to you.
You develop a sensitivity to sunlight and have to wear shades when outdoors. Flare is a word you no longer associate with trousers from the 70’s.
You think in bars…walking down the street, counting steps to the station….
You find that you are able to survive on a handful of almonds, chocolate, coconut water and 1 hour rest.
Note that I did not say sleep but rest… for when you lay your head on a pillow and close your eyes what happens cannot be accurately described as sleep……thoughts from the day cascade around your head… “should I put that harmony in 5ths of 3rds….?….does that tritone substitution work during that last verse…… Do I really want that sound on the bass…?”
And then the thing that is cause of most concern is the day off. You look forward to it then, when it arrives: You. Can. Not. Un………..Wind. You promise you will not work on music, that you will enthusiastically join the land of the living and do “normal things” like clean your house, have dinner with friends, gardening… you promise your loved ones that you will engage in non music related activities with relish…..
but, ooh la la… it feels awkward…. the mind wanders…then you realise….you miss the studio… aaahhh!!