We finished tracking Friday the 7th. I am tired and happy. Listened to rough mixes tonight and felt good about it all. Then, like a miracle, it started to rain. I sat out on the porch as long as my Aussie would allow. Buddy doesn’t like storms.
The breeze cooled and the rain felt clean and full of promise. I took it as a sign.
I will be turning the record over to Proper U.K., then Dualtone U.S.. Hope it all goes well.
The record is more hopeful, but the dark underbelly still lives, and there is a catfish bottomfeeder, navigating the deep, cleaning up the dregs… as it should be in all southern gothic art. I feel happy and relieved.