The Lost Art of Live Recording

As you may have heard in my interviews or throughout my blog.  I have had a number of years in a household with a musician.  My dad was the bass player in a band called Cheyenne years ago.  They were a touring country band and shared the stage with bands like Prarie Oyster and Blue Rodeo.  I was hanging at my parents place last week and my dad had recently received some old cassette tapes that had been covered to MP3 files for his iTunes.  I recently put this song on our new Podcast, "Say Uncle, Frank" where we have indie musicians submit tunes for us to spin and promote.  

 

I need to stress the chain of transfers that took place on this piece of recorded glory.  It was original recorded on a DAT tape at a live show.  From there it was converted onto a cassette tape, and many years later it was put from cassette tape onto CD.  Finally it was converted to MP3 for the computer.  Not to mention this was recorded in the late 80s maybe the early 90's.  There was no Neumann mics on stage, they had roughed up touring instruments and amps.  I try for weeks, months and even sometimes years to get a song to a place I feel confident releasing it.  Apparently I just need to focus on my playing and passion.  These guys are all up on stage having fun and it translates in the recording.  

Just going to close out this short blog by saying thanks to my dad for his inspiration and guidance.  Thanks to my friend @SlyBoston for helping put together a podcast to promote Canadian Indie Music.  Lastly, please send your music into our podcast and don't over think your recordings.  Get more stiff on the performance.  I heard a smart man at an open mic last night say "You hit a wrong note for a second and it's gone...right....so"  NUFF SAID

Signing out, Kev