Flashback: Hunkering Down in the Studio During a Tornado
There are many things that happen in the studio that can catch you off guard. Usually they have to do with some moody piece of expensive electronic equipment throwing a temper tantrum and deciding that though it may be of perfect use for whatever vision the band has at that specific moment, it would rather not cooperate with the producer, opting instead to mock everyone in the room. The poor producer/wizard may try any number of incantations to unlock the magic inside said device, but the more the band wants it to work, the less likely it shall. I am very fortunate that there are no wires or manic depressive circuit boards whose fragile egos require the correct combination of compliments for me to be able to play music. I have a hard enough time figuring out which direction I have to flip a wall switch for the lights to come on. Having to work around electronics with a mind of their own would be the end of my musical journey. Me hit things with stick. Me make sound that way. Me happy.
On April 16th, 2011 Tannon and I were in the studio with our own producer/wizard, Greg Elkins, when we got a call alerting us to a different kind of wrinkle headed our way. There was a tornado that was coming right towards our section of town! We were getting updates from Monica and from Greg's soon-to-be wife, Heather. Both of them were gathering pets and finding the lowest points in their respective homes as the twister bore down on us all. At the studio things did get pretty hairy for a bit, but I had no idea what a close call we had until I went home later that afternoon.