Oh, yeah: up at 4am to prepare, then a just-before-6:30am 45 second segment. The life of rock’n’roll!
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If the embedding doesn’t work (which sometimes happens, curse it all) it’s the 29 Sept 2011 clip here:
http://www.woai.com/content/blogs/cleto/default.aspx
I feel misinformed about the start an end times. Plus I had to spend all day just setting everything up. Joy. Badly wrapped cords, lost assorted, incorrect labels, broken or bad equipment: whee! Then a 7:30am call for a 6:30 show which I was told would be ending at that time. Foolish me for lacking the critical element of asking: “really?” ah well it’s a paid gig.
Steve Bratland and I ran sound for the Juneteenth celebration downtown. it was quite the experience and a lot of fun. Very very hot, however. I think I sweated half my body weight. It started out “can you run sound?” and morphed into “can you provide a backline as well?” Backline means drum set, bass rig, guitar rig, and maybe a keyboard.
“Sure” says we.
And it was done. Initially we thought we would get away with Steve’s CB700 set that he Drumagogs in his studio, but his hardware isn’t very good so we opted to use my gig hardware. Then we (actually: I) decided that we might as well give a good showing and bring my gig kit. Which we (I) did. Plus speakers, mixer, cords, and etc.
Oof.
That’s 3/4 of the Sexy Momless Mom Mobile filled. Then we filled the rest of the Now-Extremely-Sexy Sexy Momless Mom Mobile with the PA, more cords, more speakers, stands, stands, a keyboard, and two drum stools (I’d call them thrones but they weren’t going to be used by drummers).
And so we mixed. And sweated. And cursed an intermittent speaker fart that eventually turned out to be a combination of a jitzy line out from the bass rig and bad vocal technique from singers.
I’ll post pics when i can access my camera which is buried in the van at the moment.
