Spending some more time recording at my parents house while they’re out of town. My s.o stayed home this time cuz he’s got stuff to do. Plus it’s good for us to be apart sometimes, like healthy n shit. or whatever. He eats like such a fucking bachelor when I’m gone. Sloppy joes and microwave dinners and canned shit. It’s pretty funny. I’ve been spending a LOT of time here, days and still a lot of days to go. but it’s been productive for the most part. My brother and I switched bedrooms, he’s in my childhood bedroom and I’m in his. When I moved out he took over my room cuz of my bigger bed. Then he moved out n they replaced his old bed with a futon. Usually when we both spend the night here we revert to our original rooms, but I hate the hard ass mattress they have in there now. So, I took over this room, put the futon mattress directly on the floor cuz the frame is the fucking worst. Made makeshift curtains to cover the window cuz I like to sleep later than 6am thanks and those weak ass blinds don’t cut it.
Basically made myself a cozy little nest since I’m stuck here for so long. Looking around the house you can tell we’re recording. The piano room, which usually houses a single piano currently has a shit ton of instrument friends.
Electric keyboard, electric drum set, bass guitar, two ukes and a mandolin.
There’s an acoustic guitar around somewhere as well.
*changes into my jams*
Not to mention a lot of computer equipment and microphones and mic stands and so many fucking cords everywhere. Just an insane amount of cords. It’s a mess.
I hope I can actually sleep, here alone. Probably guna read a little and then hopefully pass out. the dogs are asleep so that’s good. I’m guna have a lot of time alone tomorrow, so I will try to be productive. Maybe take the dogs for a walk somewhere nice. idk. It could be fun. Okay, that’s it for me, signing off!