I have an all-day recording session booked for this Saturday (here in Washington).
In preparation, I’ve been adding little snatches of cello here and there to the songs I’m working on, rearranging the piano accompaniment in spots, figuring out synth pads (which makes it sound like I know what I’m talking about when I’m really just flying by the seat of my pants), and the like.
I texted one of the singers I had lined up to give him the address. Hours later, this texting exchange went down:
Singer: “FYI, I came down with strep. No voice. Strong possibility I’ll be okay to record a harmony by Saturday though but I don’t wanna promise anything.”
Me: “That sucks. Strep hurts. Ken would probably love it if my voice was disabled. 😂”
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