Rain, Rain, and an Overdue Update
Hello Dear Reader,
I hope the great rains have left all of you in a ponderously productive state. The grounds of Philadelphia (and my basement) remain spongy and shining in places, still trying to find a way to take all of the water in. I hope some of you were able to receive its beneficial effects, seeing the Schuylkyll River on a much grander scale, the walls gone under the deceptively still water. Better still, the first sight of blue patches in the sky (somehow to me the blue itself still looked wet).
This message finds me sitting again on my old blue couch, the one that’s followed me diligently from Mount Royal Ave (Baltimore), to South Philadelphia, to the grand, artist-driven warehouse establishment known as Big Mama’s. I have had the pleasure of getting to know [most of] the residents here since I first moved to Philadelphia, three years ago. Almost all of them are in bands, all of which I admire and support (Algernon Cadwallader, Dangerous Ponies, Band Name, etc.). In short, these are the main folks that inspire me to continue making music in this city.
I have especially gotten to know these people since last last April (a year and five months ago), when we first started recording our full-length. Joe Reinhart, our producer/engineer, is a Big Mama’s housemate. Here he is laying down some jams:
Today is another vocal recording day, and studio time is beginning to run almost as thin as my voice (I’m chugging a lot of honey and ginger). This is good, it adds a nice healthy flavor of desperation to the bullet we must bite, which comes with the frightening aspect of finishing anything about to enter the world. So many exciting things have pleasantly surprised us throughout this adventurous battle. Overall, we’re very happy to announce that recording and mixing will be wrapped up come mid-November. Then it will be onto finishing the album art, and raising funds to actually release it all. We have some creative ideas regarding this, which we will be sharing soon, post-recording. Until then, you may hear the sounds of cursing, both grievous and joyful, if you happen to pass the warehouse on 5th street. I think it will blend well with the sound of the leaves turning.
Warmest Regards,
Frances
