egg & cheese on a bagel
I don't know how this works, but I always end up having a South American recording engineer (with an accent) for my recording sessions. And you know how popular Pablo from Manhattan School of Music was last time, right? Well, this time his name is Kamilo, and he is a genius with ProTools. Hooooot.
But really, Kamilo was a fabulous engineer, and thanks to him and Elena my musical coach/stage mother, the recording yesterday went smoothly. Hoooorah! And Mike, being the machine that he is, has already mixed one of the songs.
So....starting next week, I recommence my habit of living in the Kimmel rehearsal rooms and letting these recordings consume my entire being. Fun!
After the recording, Elena and I got to be in Mike's heart-stopping scene that he shot for one of his classes. Heart-stopping as in, we sit at our desks occasionally talking, but mostly just staring at our own computers. For an hour.
Then, there was petty drama that needs damage control but I don't really want to care about that right now.
But at least I got to relax last night. Went up to Columbia to see Fierman, met her boyfriend, were hanging out in his suite, when my gradeschool friend Jed (from ALASKA) walks into the suite and goes "...Deborah Oh."
For a second, we're all sitting there like................................this.
And then it's just like ohmyfuckinggod how the hell did you know I was here?! And apparently he lives in that building, and was signing someone in when he saw a Deborah Oh from NYU signed in. He figured there could only be one, so he just walked into the room. It was one of the most bizarre moments ever.
Frat party, the cabbage patch, the biggest bong I've ever seen, and semi-jam session with Julia's bf. Overall, good times. I feel like I just get along better with Columbia kids...something about them not being...ohwhat'stheword...complete assholes.
Went to Nussbaums for breakfast with Jules then she went to go sort books in the library and now I must go out and have coffee with...well, you'll know later.
But really, Kamilo was a fabulous engineer, and thanks to him and Elena my musical coach/stage mother, the recording yesterday went smoothly. Hoooorah! And Mike, being the machine that he is, has already mixed one of the songs.
So....starting next week, I recommence my habit of living in the Kimmel rehearsal rooms and letting these recordings consume my entire being. Fun!
After the recording, Elena and I got to be in Mike's heart-stopping scene that he shot for one of his classes. Heart-stopping as in, we sit at our desks occasionally talking, but mostly just staring at our own computers. For an hour.
Then, there was petty drama that needs damage control but I don't really want to care about that right now.
But at least I got to relax last night. Went up to Columbia to see Fierman, met her boyfriend, were hanging out in his suite, when my gradeschool friend Jed (from ALASKA) walks into the suite and goes "...Deborah Oh."
For a second, we're all sitting there like................................this.
And then it's just like ohmyfuckinggod how the hell did you know I was here?! And apparently he lives in that building, and was signing someone in when he saw a Deborah Oh from NYU signed in. He figured there could only be one, so he just walked into the room. It was one of the most bizarre moments ever.
Frat party, the cabbage patch, the biggest bong I've ever seen, and semi-jam session with Julia's bf. Overall, good times. I feel like I just get along better with Columbia kids...something about them not being...ohwhat'stheword...complete assholes.
Went to Nussbaums for breakfast with Jules then she went to go sort books in the library and now I must go out and have coffee with...well, you'll know later.
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