Because I’m Sorry.  Gear Porn.

I promised the tens of you who read this here blog that I would let you watch every bit of the recording process I’m in right now.  I did that for the first two days – streaming live from my channel over at mogulus.com.  But, yesterday was day three, and I forgot my laptop.  I live an hour from Monroe’s home/studio or else I’d have gone back for it.  Sorry.

But because I know those most interested in this process are the musicians in my audience, I think I’ve thunk up a way to at least partially make it up to you: gear porn.

Specifically, here are some pictures of a few of George Cocchini‘s actual guitars, the actual pedals and other doo-dads he’s playing through, taken while he’s actually playing on my song.  So lock the door, silence your phone, and set aside the next few minutes to lust.

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George played all but one electric part on my first album Invitation To Eavesdrop and let me borrow his acoustic guitar (Gibson J-45) for all my parts.

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Some people put their cash away in 401Ks, hire an investment guy and whatnot.  Not George.  George buys guitars.  His house burned down a couple years ago I guess it was.  He lost 11 vintage guitars worth, well, a lot. I cried that day.  Studios closed down out of respect for the “dead.” I’m choking up just thinking about it again.  A moment of silence, please.

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George uses amplifiers made before I was born.  Yesterday he played through three different amps, one of them made in 1968.  He swears you can’t get a new amp to do what his old amps can.  I wonder if that’s true, or if it’s more that you can’t get young fingers to do what his can.  “Everybody’s hands sound different,” he said.  I’ve never thought about that – not in this age when so many musicians are so much about buying the newest greatest toy.  George has great gear but there’s something in his hands and brain that makes it sound so much better than I could.

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Get this: Sometimes George gets paid by producers for not playing.  Instead, he’s brought in as something called the “Tone Chaperone,” which means he turns the knobs, tweaks the pedals, loans gear, does whatever is needed to get the guitar player in that band to sound, well, good.

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I’m not an electric guitar player.  It’s so much more than fingering and strumming the right notes.  It really requires both an artist’s and an engineer’s brain inside the same skull…and the cash to buy those killer guitars, pedals and amps.  So I didn’t hire George to help me sound half as good as George.  I hired him to be George.  And he was George all over my song.  It sounded at times like Radiohead went to church.  Eerie in the best way.

Next up, Monroe is editing my vocals.  I sang the song through six times I think, and he’s going through and taking the best parts of each pass and Frankensteining them into one.  Then, he’ll get in touch with the mix guy we both want to work with and see if he’s available and interested.  If so, then Monroe will send him the files and the mixing will begin, which will only take a day. If he allows it, I’ll broadcast from the mix guy’s place when we go over at the end of that day to make any tweaks.  Almost done.

Bonus: Here’s a video interview with George I found over at artisthousemusic.org

And here are a bunch more.