Day 5 - Cake of the day of the cake

Hello blogheads!
Today was a guitar day, so you have Jamie to bring you up to speed you in on events (from this point forward he will be referring to himself in second person)

You started the day with 4 guitars in an unusable blob.

Flippin' useless bruv! So you spent much of your day re-amping the guitar tracks that were DI'd whilst recording the drums and bass to try an make them sound a little more

AwwwwYEEEEAAh!

Although this lead to a day of knob-twidding and "does that sound warm enough?" type debate, you were delighted with the work done! You found yourself with all sorts of control over your guitar sound, and with the master craftsmanship of Oz "the wind beneath your wings" Craggs, you felt as though the music skeletons of day 4 had been blessed with fleshy life.

Although Cats and Cats and Cats are world renowned for their "not horrible bastards" reputation, little is documented about their shocking policy on paternity leave! They gave you only a few moments to celebrate the birth, then she was handed over to her mother, the whale, where she will be raised and nurtured lovingly.

After re-amping the bulk of the guitars, and eating approximately a thousand biscuits, you were in need of some rest and recuperation (when you're in near hysterics about a football terraces style sing along entitled "cake of the day of the cake" it's time to step away)

So you projected yourself from the wobbly galleon, dressed all 'Geldof', and set sail into the snowy night on Carlos Santana Claus' guitar car.

Tomorrow's plan is to tackle some cello, lapsteel, mandolin so you'll return then with news of your progress.

With love,
You
Xxx