As Close to the Edge as I Can

I haven’t updated the blog recently, not because I haven’t been busy, but because I’ve been dealing with circumstances that are outside of my control and writing about microphone placement feels dull in comparison. 

A couple of weeks ago I began to work with two artists on their respective upcoming releases. Gospel and the Wolf came into the tomb with the intention of recording three songs for an EP and calling it a day but somewhere near the middle of the session decided that maybe a few more songs wouldn’t hurt. What started off as a folky side project of Rey Renteria has blossomed into an emotionally overdriven rock outfit similar to Cloud Nothings, I can’t wait for everyone to hear the sounds that came out of our little room.

photo of gospel and the wolf by john shields (www.johnshieldsdoesstuff.com)

photo of gospel and the wolf by john shields (www.johnshieldsdoesstuff.com)

photo of gospel and the wolf by John Shields (www.johnshieldsdoesstuff.com)

photo of gospel and the wolf by John Shields (www.johnshieldsdoesstuff.com)

After working with G&TW I spent an afternoon recording a song for the “New Kings of Screamo”™ – Bisexual. The session had a much more live feel than any that I’ve run before and it was a great opportunity to search for new sounds in a space that I’m so used to working in. I constructed a four-microphone placement on the drums (technically five as I’ve taken a liking to miking the inside and outside of the kick), set a JM27 on the tracking guitar amp and topped it off with a room mic to capture the ambiance of the live room. I would have loved to have the entire band recording together but I think that would take more careful planning on my part and this was just a spur of the moment session. Hopefully I’ll track the Bisexual vocals this week and all will be well in the world.

 

After working with such lovely, sensitive artists I sprinted to East Texas to put in a little time on location with a new Discovery Channel reality show that’s still rooting around in the dirt for titles. I spent four days ringing out my sweaty shirts in the Texas sun to film interviews with the cast while learning quite a bit about television audio from one of the most informative location sound mixers I’ve ever met. Now if I can just stumble across 12 grand so I can match his rig I’ll be in business.

Now I’m back in Austin, sitting in bed and desperately clinging to any free time I have left this week. Somehow I have to find time to move, check out The World’s End, attend one more wrestling match, advance a tour and leave for said tour in the next ten days. Writing all of that in list form makes the imagined slog seem much less hectic, maybe I’ll work in a jog.