I have been in desperate straits, thankfully not the band. I got some news about Nick, my mastering engineer. He apparently has been really sick and has been so ill, he has not been able lie down to sleep and so has had no respite from it at all. He has been in and out of hospital for tests. He has been prescribed tablets that bring no relief and so far they have not pinned down what is ailing him. A pancreatic condition is suspected so far. This is distressing to me in more than one way, to be with an old friend at the moment a serious condition took a grip on him is upsetting. He thought he was coming down with a cold or flu. The second was that I have had three years of delays to his album and when he said, we’ll finish here for the moment as I’m not feeling too great, I’ll finish it off tomorrow, inside I went Noooooooo! With what has happened to me so far, this sounded ominous, even though I had no idea of the seriousness of the malady that was to engulf him. I was a desperate artist who was running out of time for a Nov 1st release. I try, to put things in perspective, I am not ill, this is only an album, poor Nick who usually is never sick now is quite so. I should think myself lucky. But the problem is, I am too wrapped up in myself, too obsessed with finally getting my album out. I feel ashamed, but I can’t help it. I rang the studio, and talked to Duncan the other engineer in the company and asked him if he could finish off the tracks for me. His reply was ‘No chance’. He said he was going on holiday on Friday and he had a mountain of work to complete before he could go. In my mind I think ‘they are paying customers and I am getting the work done as a favour because Nick is a friend of mine, I am the lowest on the priority list. I am so f**ked For more of my dilemma and the story behind Never Thought, please check out jengasociety.blogspot.co.uk
Posted on: Tue, 14 Oct 2014 09:17:03 +0000
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