Dreamt I bought a piano but had no place to put it. Found myself standing on the porch realising there was nowhere to go. Stupid dream making me feel stupid. I don't need dreams to tell me I'm stupid. Dreams should build you up. Dreams are supposed to be about selling out Wembley. Dreams are meant to set the goals we don't dare to think about while we're all awake and rational... Stupid piano.
Well, that's not why I'm here. Christmas is coming up and after the family tour it's time to lay down some guitars on the latest tracks. Marcus has already done some fine groundwork but I have yet to lay down my first takes.
On one of the songs, The Point, I have a clear thought about what kind of sound I'm after. The problem is that I've never managed to find it in my rig. Marcus is a marvel at finding various sounds but to be able to help me I have to find a way to communicate what I'm after, and that's where I'm lost. It's like describing a colour by pantomime.
So while I'm practising my pantomime y'all have a Merry Christmas, okay!
Have a good one!