I'm back from an incredibly long day of mixing, but we finished everything, including my fixes from the other day. I now have to listen to everything tomorrow and make sure I like everything that we did that was new, plus make sure we didn't ruin anything by doing the small fixes we did. I did end up calling in Mr. Haines to fix two notes in one song, and he came and nailed them in one quick take, and we're both much happier now.
That said, the one thing I did not expect to come home to was 146 postings. What is THAT about on a weekday? I thought I'd settle in to some lovely reading but that was not to be. The posts that were here are indeed lovely, but frankly or even georgely I don't get this errant and truant and WUSSBURGER stuff - it baffles me large. Oh, well, such is life in the big city. I must go write tomorrow's notes, even though I just got home and have been gone since eleven (we ate dinner after we finished at seven-thirty). Since there's been a supreme dearth of postings, maybe I'll just put off the notes for a while and post them whenever I post them. Yes, that's what I'll do.
