"We argue we don't fight"... thanks to London Grammar.
Sometimes me and The Bass bicker like an old married couple. And sometimes the F-Bomb has to act as mediator. She often tells us off for dragging her in to things and expecting her to take sides. Such is her role. I haven't been in the space or mind to write for a while so I'm behind with the session crack. So much so that I can't remember what my notes mean that I've written down.
Share the glare
- I think this was in reference to Fiona looking at me sternly while I argued with The Bass and me insisting she get on his case as well.
There is a graph
- Something to do with Adam...and the song structure...unfortunately it made perfect sense to me.
- We went a bit 9 Till 5.
And then the F-Bomb said: Like a repeater pedal. (Meaning a loop pedal)
What I do remember about this session is that much of it took place in the dark. Me and Adam argued about the song structure (Siren/Stowaway - working title). Then we both backed off. Then we incorporated both ideas and agreed on a finished-ish version. Noone expected that.
In other news...it was
Adam's Last Jam As A Single Man last week.
It was mental and awesome...I've never been in a room with so many musicians just casually getting up and playing songs they've mainly never played before with people they've never played with before.
Adam, you are a jam-meister maestro!
You even managed to get me up to do a cover song...with a full on band - drums, bass, rhythm, lead, sax and Fiona! These are the times that you just have to experience. Photos never do them justice but I was enjoying the moment too much to care.
So here is a rare photo of me and the F-Bomb.