Silver - our first full length. Everyone should make a first record. Except us.
The record company gave us a “due date” and on that day, Jerry and Greg drove out to Long Island to personally hand the finished recording to our beloved Camille (i.e., the record company). There they stood in Camille’s office, proudly waiting for the first track (of 26) to cue up. Young. Excited. Already planning tour bus décor options.
Sadly though, we had made a series of the kind of dumb-ass musical/production decisions that people like Malcolm Gladwell can spend a career parsing – culminating in the wisdom of mixing the entire 26-song opus in one consecutive 18-hour all-nighter. This had the effect of combining most of our greatest strengths at the time - technical audio incompetence, unlevel-headedness in the face of looming deadlines, depressed exhaustion and an inability to self-edit – into one deadly 26-song musical power move.
Stunning.
So what fudged its way out of Camille’s speakers that day was maybe two decent songs, 24 others, and all sadly enveloped in the impenetrable low-end rumble of the approaching worms in Dune.
Camille, in her infinite kindness gently asked, “is this the way it’s supposed to sound?”
Greg & Jerry retreated home with mixed news of victory, we remixed over the next week or two and Charles has since listened to this album exactly twice. Because it’s just too good to bear.
