Aaargh.

[desperance]

I hate my house. I hate all traffic and all cats. I hate my voice.

Most of all, however, I hate my story. Why did nobody tell me it so desperately needed entirely remaking...?

No. Last night's recording session did not go well, thank you for asking. Nothing good has come of it: certainly not a usable recording, nor any confidence in the product, the environment or our ability to deliver. Bleah.

And I'm away tonight, and he's coming to pick it up tomorrow.

I repeat: aaargh.

Comments

[time-freak.livejournal.com]

*hugs* xxxx

[shewhomust.livejournal.com]

Bring it with? We have little traffic and no cats, and can offer you either isolation or an audience (what Neil refers to as MAB: mobile acoustic baffles) - perhaps it's the reading to yourself that's All Wrong?

[durham-rambler.livejournal.com]

To add to that, I'd be happy to twiddle your knobs if it's that kind of machine. We may even be able to get our friend D to call in on his way south from Amble to provide transportation.

[desperance.livejournal.com]

No knobs to twiddle, the simplicity of the object is remarkable (if I'm doing it right - haven't attempted a playback, so I don't really know. Just following orders...).

But I might indeed have to bring it with. This afternoon is just hopeless, with the traffic.

*hates everything*