Recording in Whiney-PEG!
I was first of all told that the building would be virtually empty. I should have known that the word “virtually” is really where all the mischief lies! For in that same said word, lies of herd of squealing, out-of-control girlies, and rough-and-tumble boyzies scurrying about aimlessly and being where they ought not to be! Now do not get me wrong. I love kids! I am quite the little kid at heart. I think they are wonderful, adorable, teachable, and otherwise good little people…particularly when they sleep!
I am on day two of the process and, I think I can speak for the rest of the people on my team (Rossweise being one of them), we have just about HAD IT with the ADORBALE little DISASTERS!!! Let me explain:
We were near the end of a great ‘take’ in the sanctuary, where we are recording yesterday. After singing “Spring Waters” by Rachmaninoff in F-major and doing it at least thrice, I would have sung a high C at least six times that day! We were on the third take which was going SO WELL, and then, just as the last piano bits were being played, and the sound was ringing through the sanctuary, in screams little Hildegarde (or Beullah-Leigh), with lungs of steel! And seeing that she screamed, it started a chain reaction of screams, which of course, was all caught on tape! After having this happen a number of times, I lost it! I marched out of the sanctuary and proceeded to SCARE some kids senseless by giving them a good piece of my mind!!! When I was done with them, the three of them just stood there, frozen, not knowing what to do. Eventually their legs eventually told them to run away, and then, the rest of their bodies followed suit! I thought they got the point. Well, that was until a new set showed up today!
And today, I had to do the same thing, but this time, I was a lot nicer. After asking them to move to another location, one of them decided to do her impersonation of Shenaye-naye!!! She walked off, snapping her fingers with the biggest attitude (and neck-swivel) I think I have seen in a long time!
So, today, my producer and I have agreed that to solve this problem, we have three choices:
1. Feed them to a gaggle of Scandanavian nuns who will make them sing “Cum-ba-yah” all day long,
2. Give them a dose (or seven!) of Queen Aggravain’s potion of opium and warm milk, or,
3. Threaten to force-feed them raw bean sprouts if they disturb us agian!
Personally, I like the first option!
So there you have it. My life never seems to get boring. But even in the midst of all of this AGGRAVAI-tion, the Lord is carrying us through it and we are accomplishing much!
More to come later!
Moi
