Steps to Immortalize the Noises We Make

Tomorrow morn, Redcoats begin recording. Those who know us know it has been a long, slow and arduous journey to this point: over a year has passed since our big fund-raiser (in which we raised almost two grand, and I’ll boast that all I like, fuck you very much that-guy-who-ragged-on-our-gig-cancellations). Throughout this time there have been broken promises and broken hearts, false starts and enough procrastination to reach the moon. But we’ve arrived at last, and in fourteen hours the mics go on and the sound gets put to tape forever.

The song line up we have rested upon, after months of shifting and rearranging, appears to please all, and so hopefully it will please a sizable amount of listeners. During our last minute back-to-basics rehearsals, a White-Stripesque psychedelia song happened. We have decided its going on the EP with all the others, so there’s that to look forward to.

All this talk of recording has invariably turned my narcissistic mind toward future solo recording endeavors. I wonder at times whether I should bother with a small release or go straight to the full album. Seeing as it’s probably going to be a homemade effort, it won’t make much difference I guess. Unless I want to get some strings or shit in there. That’s something I’ll have to think about.

Anyway, Redcoats EP ahoy. Ask me for a copy if you see me, I’ll do you a sweet deal.