Roger: Yer a saint! I'm sitting here, with a gert big headache over trying to haul my band into the studio, even though it is available to them 24 hours a day. New York is no place for human's to live, and as a result, people who come here, for the pace of life and such, well, they are a collection of sick puppies. In three months, we have produced, let me see... well... ahm.... counting.... 0 minutes of finished recording. If it were not for the generally poor work habits of all the other musicians that have circled this little oasis, well, I am stuck with what I have. For 10 cents I'd leave New York, as everyone else with sence has, but for my wife's addiction to living here, not that her carreer is really going anywhere either. My band keeps promicing to get it together to record, and like Charlie Brown kicking the football, I go for it. However, to their credit, when you look at the reaction of the Pinewoods crowd to new bands looking for a couple of bucks to show for their work, well, no wonder any folk musician with a brian gets the eff'n hell out of this town.
Sorry, I really did mean to say a few positive things, but, I lost a really dear friend (see the Lakoto Storyteller post) and I am in a foul effin mood.
One day I expect to have a recording done, but at this point it will be long after Amadou Diallo has been forgotten, and the dams have been built in canada, and all the other things I am sining about are dust. Damn, here I go again,
On a positive note, some interesting bands want to record with us, and on a less possitive note, half of them, the first quesiton is , after we record in your studio, can we sell out to like, Columbia records, for distribution... translation, can we record with you for free, because we can't get the big guys to listen to us, and after you take a risk on us, can we screw you and leave you in the slum we crawled out of... I'm sorry Roger, it is not a good day for me to try and be positive. I'll let you know if a CD ever gets done.
Thanks again Larry