So, it ended up being a slightly heavier 'skiff' than was hoped and here it is at -7 this morning. It kind of blew around yesterday all day adding bits of snow a little at a time for this result here this morning. Oh Regina, how nice of you.
Well, undaunted we were, we decided to make it a day of recording experiments. We are trying out this way to capture more of the live magic that is that elusive acoustic vibe. With much trial and error we discovered some really nice ways to capture sound. By playing a song live, it seems to contain more of the undefinable essence that is the 'feel' of a song, more than if you play each bit separately.
It's weird. We all want to have something perfect when it is a recorded version of a song, no doubt. But there are some imperfections that might actually convey a particular aspect that you mightn't realize until they aren't there. I'm not talking loud bangs or off key wailing here. Just very slight things that get lost when you make something as perfect as possible.
Or maybe it is the deconstruction process. By taking something apart you lose the magical way the parts interacted with each other that is integral to the whole of the thing. Like if you take an apple and divide it into skin, seeds, enzymes, whatever vitamins and other ingredients, do you think that those individual parts are still an apple? I'm thinking not. There is probably something undefinable that only happens when they occur the way they need to naturally and together.
And then it's funny because sometimes the imperfections in the world are my favourite bits. Like the odd way a tree might grow instead of being symmetrical, or the unexpectedness of snow and -7 at the end of April. Or any human. Those little oddities and imperfections make things interesting. Oh I feel like I might be getting something here.... Imperfections and magical enzymes. Yeah.
Happy winter for a day if this is also your reality this Monday morning.