My dad and I have been working hard for the past two months on the new album. Today is the last day of mixing and then all that's left to do is get it mastered.
Surprisingly, this album took way less time to make in comparison to the first. But I think it's because we have really settled into our style…we both know what we want to hear and our taste in other genres and what we like has become very similar.
I love my dad. :)
He works so incredibly hard and puts every ounce of his energy into his projects. And! He's retardedly talented.
I always get the question, "How does it feel to have your daaad playing in the band?" or "What's it like to go on tour with your daaad?"
And yes! Haha. They always draw out the word "daaad" like it's a bad thing. :)
I always answer in the same way, and I'm not sure if they believe me or not. Or maybe it's not what they want to hear…
But it's not like he's my dad. It's like he's my best friend. Both of us have discussed it many times over and agree that if he ever acted like he was my "daaad", it wouldn't work. We wouldn't be able to have fun, and tour, and play music together. It would be a completely different environment. A fun squisher.
When we are together, we joke around all the time. That's not to say we don't ever bicker. We do! But in most cases, we aren't arguing with each other. We are both just not in a very good mood and end up taking our frustrations out by squabbling. For example…the dang GPS! God, if I had a skittle for every time that silly thing screwed up on us, I'd be more than 'tasting the rainbow'….I'd be drowning in it. Haha.
I'm not sure if it's 'uncool' to other people when they hear that my dad plays in my band. He usually tells me to keep it on the DL. But, I personally love it and think it's awesome. I'm proud to have him in my band, as my producer, as my role model. I wouldn't want it any other way. :)
Diddy of the Day: When we were playing the Deep Roots Music Festival out in Wolfville, Nova Scotia my dad said the funniest thing I have ever heard. I laughed so hard I was crying…and I seriously couldn't stop. Maybe it was so funny because I was tired, but one things for sure, I laughed for 30 minutes straight and all the people around us kept their distance.
Fact: That was an awesome festival and I am definitely considering moving there. What an awesome town!
Fiction: Our GPS never screwed up once.
Here is a sweet picture taken of the trio when we played at "The Dunk" in PEI. Photo credit goes to Kevin Molyneaux.