Yes, that's what I found in the alley in the complex where the current studio is located...a severed, decomposing donkey head. What does it mean? Let me tell you folks, if someone ever tells you, "well, there are worse-smelling things than a donkey head decomposing in the Arizona sun," you can tell them that your friend Bob says that they don't know what they're talking about. If there is indeed a worse smell out there, I never want to get it anywhere near my nose.
Anyway, not a lot of activity at the new studio this week, though I'm not too sure why. Doors arrived Monday, and the bathrooms are pretty much tiled now, but other than that, I haven't seen too many workfolks down there. A couple of late-entry light fixtures arrived (one of which I installed myself!), but that's about it.
So you're asking me: what else is there left to do? Well, the oak floors were installed in every room but Studio A's control room - that floor was redesigned last week (of course) and the floating floor had to be cut up and new tunnels for cabling made before the floor guy could do it. And though all of the other rooms' hardwood has been installed, it all still needs sanded and stained and finished, and for that, we need power. Around the perimeter of each room's oak floor is a ring of carpet, and that needs to be installed. And of course the doors, the second layer of soundproof windows, and a few walls which have fabric on them. Once these things are done, we can start moving our equipment in there - and wait for all of that to be finished, including all of the audio wiring and all of that. Hopefully that won't be too long of a process, and I should be able to continue recording at the currect Flying Blanket location right up until we have to transfer the rack gear to the new place.
So there, in a nutshell, is where we're at. Hopefully I'll have something cool to report in a couple of days. 

2 comments:
It means Mr. Corleone is a man who insists on hearing bad news immediately... and luca brazzi sleeps with the fishes.
Yeah, I wondered if it might be the work of a Mexican Godfather.
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