Day: September 17, 2012

This is the second post in an ongoing series detailing my week in a borrowed recording studio. The previous entry can be found here. Day 3 Day 3: Spent morning imprisoned in a church, forced to document an archaic bonding ceremony due to filial obligation. Managed to escape without acquiring …

One of the dubious features of life in an apartment is that you’re at the mercy of the folks who live around you when it comes to noise. A couple of years ago, I acquired some new neighbors who, in spite of being thoroughly decent human beings, came equipped with …