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data: 22/12/04 mastering update
yesterday we mastered our album with
the deliciously fruity simon at the mouthwateringly flambed exchange
in the delectably flavoured camden. i don't know if you've ever the
opportunity to be awake in camden at 10am - but let me assure you it
was a simply magical sight - a crisp, cold sunny morning, wherein
bright-eyed beggars happily danced with smooth-skinned skateboarders
who were using the frozen vomit from the night before as makeshift
'ramps' from which they 'ollied' over 'dog turds'. oh, it's truly
magnificent, i can tell you; somehow so attractive and enchanting that
it's all the way back out the other side - similar, somehow, to the
sight of briget fonda all done up like an inverse g0ff in the snow
queen.
and don't get me wrong; i don't
flatter myself that any of you actually care about my observations,
elucidations or procrastinations regarding camden in the AM (or
indeed, about any other subject, for that matter) - but i hereby
confess to enjoy teasing you with the cock of genuine new miocene
information, only to tuck it snugly back behind the towel of
digression. if i could think of an adequate anecdote to bore you with,
i would do so without so much as a second thought. unfortunately i
can't think of one, so there's nothing for it but to plunge back into
the fray.
for those interested in the details,
the exchange is a superlative mastering studio, with some of the
finest audio engineers in the country. the guy we worked with, simon,
specialises in dnb, and has been responsible for mastering some of the
best music and the best sounding music of the last fifteen years.
here's a short list: aphex twin, dj shadow, throbbing gristle,
dillinja/evol intent/andy c (i KNOW it's cheesy and i don't care, it
sounds fantastic in a club when you're chuffed to the wazzers on happy
cake), bjork - even our old touring buddies the lostprophets. swear to
g*d.
so you can imagine just how excited he was to work with us - some
might even say that his career, in many ways, was building up to this
one crowning, defining moment - when, finally, he got to master the
fully completed, 100% genuine, accept no imitations, send no money
now, brand spanking new miocene album. he even liked it, for xmas's
sake; and let me tell you, if a guy like that likes our album, then
none of you fuckers are in any position to argue. i fully expect this
album to redefine the way people listen to music in this country, and
if it doesn't get to number one in its first week i shall hold you all
individually and personally responsible*.
let's step aside from my usual gobshite banter for a second to briefly
say something about john peel. some of you might want to skip to the
end, which is a good bit and has swearing in it. i don't do this kind
of thing very often because a) i don't want to be accused of
sentimentality or cheese, and b) (mainly) because most of the people
in the public eye who die are not worth caring about. mentioning no
names of course; the one thing i'll say about that shooting is that
the REAL tragedy consists of the fact that no-one from slipknot was
even INJURED. anyhoo. now that everyone has stopped clamouring for
everyone else to listen to their cover of 'teenage kicks', i have to
give posthumous respect from the miocene to st. john peel; to list all
the artists and bands i first heard and subsequently loved due to him
would be necessarily incomplete and unnessarily insulting (he wasn't
playing that music for ME, I was just lucky enough to hear him do it);
suffice it to say that there is now a gap in all our lives which
no-one else will ever fill.
*salutes*
so that's it. just in case you're wondering, this bastard album is
still untitled - leave your suggestions in the comments box on
www.myspace.com/miocene
where i can read them and you never know, we might steal your idea and
take all the credit. just imagine! here are some of my favourites to
get you going:
not paid to care
twelve grand don't come for free
clean hands save lives
rebuilding the amen
like me for what i listen to
dignitas obscuritum
release scheduled for march but our sainted lord above knows how that
goes. we'll probably be eaten by sharks by then. we must've jumped one
by now.
toodleoo.
-b.
*reading to the end of this sentence signifies your tacit acquiescence
to any tortures we may choose to subject you, your family, or your
pets, in hereby and for perpituity throughout the universe and until
the end of time, to. Rah.
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