It's taken almost a month, but Audrey, the most camera shy of the studio cats, has finally paused long enough for me to take a picture of her. The studio cat photo collection is complete! Now we just got to finish this record and we can take the rest of the year off.
This girl is really huge because she purchased pizza for us over the internets. Thank you girl, thank you internet.
Me and Phil decided to take a late-night walk down the road. It was horrible idea.
This is Phil running from gators, which as you know, are all over Florida.
Man, Brooks is ripping through these Vocals. The dude is a champ. There isn't much to say other than that he is putting in some long hard days right now. He has just finished the first two songs and they sound amazing.
Ok, so in case you forgot. This is what Brooks looks like. This picture is pretty much Makeoutclub worthy.
This is Sean. He took us to Disney World. For those paying attention, doing things like this for us seems to be the correct way to act. Take note. He's a Filipino-viking.
Basically while poor Brooks and Tyson slaved away all day in a blisteringly hot recording studio, me and Phil and our friend Kyle went and had a great day off.This is what Kyle and Phil look like to babies. Tall and creepy with a giant silver thing behind them.
This is a picture of Phil looking creepy as he waits to ride Pirates. We really didn't spend that much time in the parks because we kept going from place to place. We went to three parks in just a few hours.
Ok, I noticed there are two things that people take pictures of in Disney World. They either take a picture of them waving in front of a castle, or they take a picture of someone wearing stupid hats like we did. A note to NASA who made these things. These helmets look good but would be terrible for actual space travel as they are made of fabric. Idiots. This is the crap that all my tax dollars are going to. Or at least they would be, if I payed taxes.
Phil and Kyle wore these around for a while to make sure Sean felt at home. There aren't many Filipino-vikings in Orange County and sometimes life can get a bit sad for him without any Filipino-vikings (or Villipinos) his age to hang out with.
If you look closely you can see that I'm down to my last piece of facial hair. It's an old favorite called the "Soul Patch," not to be confused with "Soul Plane," which was a movie about planes and Snoop Dog or something and totally different. I kept thinking girls were smiling at me all day but then I realized after each one passed me that they probably just laughing at my sweet new S. Patch.
"I wish I could grow a beard!," says Phil, as he jumps in front of a cannon. Actually I have no idea what he was saying and I just remembered as I was writing this that I actually have at least two more pictures in different places in the States of Phil in front of some sort of cannon. I gotta think about that for a bit.
Anyway, thanks Sean! Hope you had as good of a time as we did. I'm kidding, of course you had a great time, you were with us. Hey, aren't we making a record? Oh yeah. More on that tomorrow.
I probably should say that this is a picture of me feeling bad for not blogging better, but I can't lie, it's just a picture of me that Phil took a few days ago. The good news is I finished my bass parts for the album today! Boo ya! Many thanks to Chris who worked 13 hours in a row today and made me sound like I know what I'm doing.
In other news, Tyson vanished again. We think he went to Tampa. This is a picture of him doing what he was last seen doing, playing Warcraft. This is also probably what he is doing where he ran off to, so he should be easy to spot. Look for a place with power, a wi-fi connection and a coffee pot. Come home soon Tyson!
Also, this is a picture of J.P. Wisner, the fellow is who making our record. Come to think of it, I haven't seen him lately either. If you see him wandering around, please send him back to the studio, I need him to listen to this last take.
Today was a very special day, we entered the next phase of our little project here in sunny florida. No, we arent making a nuclear bomb, but you see its a record we are creating this month.
Zach started laying down some really low frequencies today, thats bass for the lamens. Along with Phils drums, it sounds incredible! We are considering kicking Tyson out of the band and just doing the drum/bass/dork thing on the road, Im not sure what role I would be playing in that one.
Tyson was steady warcrafting all day, with the occasional break to eat or bother me.
Surprisingly, after the grief I gave brooks for his beard, I accidentally grew a miniature one for myself. Even though it looks quite awesome, I have decided to shave it out of principle. Details on that to come tomorrow.
As far as the album goes, Phil finished his drum tracks today and can finally rest. He plans to sleep through tomorrow entirely and then start on the Karate classes that he's always wanted to take but never had the time for.
Good luck Phil! And remember, "If do right, no can defense."
If you look closely behind Brooks' Beardy face you'll see that he's just beaten the world record for RBI Baseball with 37 runs. The dude is happy. Way happy. We forgot Phil was playing drums in the other room for a few hours. This is how cool this was.
As talented as Phil is, I got to tired of hearing drums I had to take off for a bit and go hang out with these pirate things for a bit.
Our friend Kyle came down to help in the studio for a while, but as you can see, all he's doing right now is helping this pirate skull look through a telescope which really doesn't help anybody.
I picked him up from a train station where he had waited for me to arrive for about two hours. I don't feel so bad because he had already waited on a train all night long so a little more waiting couldn't hurt. By the way, that's not a fake hook. It was just a rough train ride.
This is a bad picture of the drum tech, Rob. He has a horrible job because basically, he spends hours fixing something so that Phil can hit them hard with sticks and then he can come back and fix everything again. To Rob's extra special credit, he purchased the Vinnie "Pantera" Paul snare drum for the recording this morning. You go Rob!
Here is what Phil was doing when he wasn't playing drums. Notice the Isis hoodie becuase it's cold in the studio, the phone for texting, the iPod for listening to the songs we're doing and the Coke Zero that you can't see in his other hand. Throw some drumming in there and that was our whole day.
Actually, this also went on today. Brooks brought the Nintendo 8-bit with us to the studio for he own personal relaxation time. The only game he plays is R.B.I. Baseball from 1988. You guys should have seen him during the first week of writing. He sat in the same place on our living room floor for 7 days with a guitar, the internet, some Dr. Pepper and this game. Didn't move for a week. Amazing. Brooks did try and look bad for this picture and it worked.
Talent.
Talent.
Hey guys, I've decided to include this poorly taken photograph to show three things:
This picture pretty much sums up the day. Today was the first day of drum tracking and many many hours were spent by the drum tech setting up the room and making everything sound awesome. Unfortunately, they found out that they don't have the right snare so nothing really got done today, which is why Phil isn't actually sitting at the drum set.
I just happened to be reading out mail where he sent in a message saying that he met us today and this is his Myspace picture. I'm posting it because I'm pretty impressed he knew who we were considering we all have horrible looking beards now.
A lot of people have been asking why Tyson has so far been absent from the pages of this blog. The truth is, we really don't know where he is right now. As many of you know, he's a difficult person to find sometimes. If you've ever gotten his autograph or a picture with him, put it in a special place, they are rare.
