Volume 8- Edition 1
Summer/Fall 2007
Clint de Ganon Getting To Know You Kim Scharnberg
Greatest Hits CD Signing Feinstein's FAN-tastic Feature Fan Corner

This is a motto that has been running through my head for the last three months. I wanted to produce my new album and I am producing it. But who was the idiot who scheduled the studio time during the summer? Oh, wait… that would be the producer! That idiot would be me.

For an outdoor, equestrian, gardener, summer, outdoor party type of person that I am, spending endless days inside often-windowless rooms has been frustrating. When I have not been in the studio, I have been on the road working. Spinning my wheels. What has kept me going is the music and the feeling that it will all have been worth it in the end, and thankfully we are almost finished… just in time for winter.

This has been the summer that never was for me.
I know we had summer because the weeds in my garden are very mature looking. They enjoyed a stress free summer sucking up all the nutrients from the soil that was meant to go to my flowers. I had some nice flowers this year… by accident. I know we had summer because all three of my horses are so fat from eating grass all day long without any exercise. They do run around on their own every now and then when a horse fly lands in a spot they can't reach. I know we had summer because Jake somehow managed to grow an inch when I wasn't looking. Now Jake, he had a summer. He went to parties, to Disney World, to LA. He swam and fished and carried on with total abandon even though I abandoned him. He did hang out in the studio a few times, and I even got him in the recording booth. He can sing. He actually likes the new album. So does my father who never really cared for most of the types of albums that I've made. When I played him a finished track, he actually asked me to play more. That has never happened. Oh, he has always like my voice, just not my music choices. He likes classical, polka, or "something with a beat."

I did have a little free time here and there — just enough to make me realize what I was missing. I had two weeks off at the end of August. It was just enough time for me to dig out from underneath everything that had accumulated at home. I live on a farm and farms take a lot of work. I'm almost looking forward to winter just so I can take a break from weeds and lawn and everything green that grows rampant.

The hardest part has actually been just leaving my house every day to go to the studio. The sun would be shining, the birds singing, the pool beckoning, the thought of long trail rides teasing me. The drives into Manhattan became torturous. But once I was in the studio, all would be forgotten because this album is fun.

I can honestly say that I will play this album on a regular basis the same way I would any current favorite album that I might purchase. There is a big difference between performance music and radio friendly music. The latter can live happily in your car stereo no matter what volume. It can be a loud focal point or soft background without losing its impact. The hooks and beats are infectious and sustain repeated listening without wearing you out. It took a lot of years, but I finally have faith in my ability to know what works for me in a popular format.

Billy Stein (I'm sure all you Ederettes remember him from playing second keyboards in my band for many years) is my co-producer. It has been a wonderful partnership, and we have both learned from the other and taught the other through the process of working on this album. For all the hours I have spent, he has spent almost double because of the time it takes to not just track, but then to manage the tracks in a Pro Tools rig. Pro Tools is the digital format that everyone uses to record these days. No more tape. I still remember them cutting and splicing the fat multi-track tape from my first album. Nowadays that is akin to the cotton gin. Computers have taken over the world. It's hard enough to get your mind around the fact that your voice is faithfully captured on a piece of tape. It's mind boggling to imagine it recreated in 0s and 1s on a computer. Billy is a master with Pro Tools. The manual that comes with the program is 4 inches thick. A single song can have over a hundred tracks between the instruments, the vocals, and background vocals, so there are thousands of bits of information to manage, edit and compress. It can be a nightmare. It can also be your best friend. But is takes time and lots of it.

Billy runs on very little sleep thanks to the Starbucks around the corner… his gas station. I started to drink coffee again during the sessions just to try and keep up. I'm an old mother with an eight year old and I can't stay up all night like I used to. So I fell briefly into the coffee trap. In the old rock and roll studio days, some acts had a line in their album budget for drugs. (Of course, they called it "candy" to get around that.) Well, I think coffee is the new drug and Starbucks is a pusher! Venti Hazelnut with lots of sugar. Keep 'em coming! Yeah… I was flying! I had caffeine in my veins for about a month until I got tough with myself and got off the "candy." Billy refuses to give it up. :-) These days I use Starbucks for what they're best for… the free bathrooms. (good thing to know when you're walking around Manhattan.)

We will finish the album in October and it will be out around February. I've given up my summer, but I've given myself a birthday present because I finally have a CD that I am completely proud of and will actually play while I'm driving down the road dreaming of a Venti Hazelnut coffee. You won't hear it until the ground is white and the air freezing, but maybe listening to it will bring back memories of the summer of '07.

 

 

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