or By Andy Prieboy It was a very hot day. Chas T. Gray and I were in his garage and had the door opened to let in some cooler 100-degree air. As he puffed away on his cigarette, I was transported back to the 1980s: It smelled like Wall of Voodoo : superheated Los Angeles pavement, car exhaust, and cigarette smoke. Lots of cigarette smoke. All that was missing was the aroma of Budweiser. We carefully removed the box and opened it. I held the tape while Chas read the yellowed tracksheet found inside listing the song titles and other forgotten details. I spewed a cascade of shocked four-letter-words. With the garage door open and being very close to the sidewalk, people passing by couldn't help but notice two old guys marveling at the incredibly heavy, round metallic object they held.
First You Need an Oven
In a cramped office above the historic Ocean Way Studios in Hollywood, multiple Grammy nominated producer/engineer Bill Smith now saves recorded music from obliteration. While almost lost among the many vintage recording machines, Bill knows how to preserve anything captured on obsolete, long-vanished gear, be it digital or analog. But to save music on old tape reels is not so easy. You have to bake the tapes. And that requires an oven. Who the hell has an oven like that? Bill does. Why bake? Well, it's a story you won't like. In a nutshell, tapes used to be coated in whale oil to keep them from absorbing moisture in the air. Anything recorded before 1973 was done with the help of slaughtered innocent aquatic mammals. See? I told you you wouldn't like it. Thankfully, The Endangered Species Act of 73’ shitcanned that horrific detail. So, the record industry carried on without whale oil and all seemed well. However, years go by, and guess-fuckin’what! Those oil-less tapes won’t play. Without Free Willy's essential fluids, the tapes have absorbed atmospheric moisture and are now covered in a microscopic glop. Worse, they sludge up the tape machines and render them useless. But! Through trial and error - and lord knows whose tapes they ruined finding out - someone figured out that baking the reels at 130F for 12 hours transformed that gunk into the glory that is popular music. WAIT N' BAKE
Bill’s roster of clients ranges from the immortals to the merely mortal, like ourselves. We were lucky: he had enough time to bake Voodoo just before being called away to broil My Little Pony. It was an anxious two-week wait, but once he was done, he called us in, and played some rough mixes. We asked him on the spot to mix the rest. He agreed. DEAN MARTIN’S GHOST AND ORANGE PLASTIC BEER TUBS
Bill booked time for us to mix in Ocean Way Studio A downstairs. This was once the playground of kings. The hallways are lined with large photos of Frank, Sammy, Deano, Nat King Cole, Count Bassie, and Duke Ellington.
GOOD TO BE BACK
All the same, sitting in the control room was old-school delicious! It felt great to be back with Chas in the Nasa-like environment created by a rare 72 Input Focusrite board. I imagined showing this board off to that 22-year-old musician kid and saying MARC MORELAND
While the ghosts of Sammy and Deano roamed the hallways, Marc Moreland's virtuosity dominated and shepherded the sessions. In the 90 minutes of live songs, there was not one moment where Marc’s tone wasn't pure, exacting, and soaring. There was not one mistake or missed entry. Inspired, we tried our best to ensure every mix properly illustrated the depth of his brilliance. Sharing his lost gifts with our friends, fans, and his family became the reason why this collection is our first release. As far as who made the most mistakes, hit the most wrong notes, and came in too early or too late… well, that was me. AND THAT BRINGS US TO NOW. We would like to thank Bill Smith for his incredible expertise and unwavering dedication to seeing this project through. And since he is also very fun to work with, we look forward to doing more work with him in the near future. And finally, we Voodoos stand on our chairs to cheer our art director, Jessie Winch, who created this site, did the beautiful artwork, mounted the lyrics, organized all our tasks, and put the songs up. And she accomplished these Herculean tasks right after surviving open heart surgery with the attendant — and frightening — challenges that accompany it.
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