I have a dentist's appointment. Backstage at Bristol the other week, I made the mistake of having a funsize curly wurly which promptly pulled a large chunk off one of my molars.
Three injections and a whole heap of drilling later I get a temporary crown put on and will have to go back for the real thing in two weeks. Face is numb as an old shoe. Ballbags.
I am pleased, though, to find out from the news stands that I was not losing my mind and we did have an earthquake last night.
Head in to the studio.
Emery puts up "friends" and Franny comes up with a rather good idea. It would involve a convoluted explanation but the upshot is that we have everything double tracked in stereo in a rather unique way. Sounds amazing.
Franny sings it really well and after that there isn't too much else to do. It's such a cool little band performance that we don't want to do anything to take away from it.
A little glockenspiel from Andy and Fran adds some sparkle and I pop on a tiny bit of piano and some backing vox.
I have to run off to meet kell for a meeting with the midwife. Which all goes marvelously.
When I get back our manager Ian is here. He seems as excited by the new stuff as we are.
For "Before you were young" Franny has got in touch with a friend of Sally's called Eliza to come in and play flute. She arrives at around 4.30 and is so talented that she has everything done by bang on 5. It sounds beautiful. A peculiarly delicate counterpoint to the mental rythm section underneath.
Oh, by the way, feel free to ask questions and I will feel free to answer them. Or not as the case may be. Franny puts on a bit of acoustic and its time for dinner.
After a particularly tasty lamb curry from Dave the chef we move on to "Something Anything". It needs a little something to lift it in the bridge leading into the choruses.
F comes up with a really nice notey riff and he and Andy tinker with a few pedals looking for something magical to happen.
It happens. There is a light in the studio that flickers sporadically for no reason. When it does, something good always happens. It is the spirit of Rak and is flickering madly when the guitar goes down.
Emery and I have our arms raised in celebration in the control room.
It has been an intense week and a half so we call it an early night around 11.
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