Studio Diaries – Part 1
Following two days of travel and a brief stint in LA (to be resumed) we made our way through the High Mohave Desert towards Joshua Tree. A trip which took us through a wind farm that spanned as far as the eye could see. It was like traveling through a sci-fi film.
It was pretty surreal driving up the road leading up to Rancho de la Luna, a road that drops off onto a sand track leading up to the studio. When the metal Rancho sign came into view it was the first time that I actually believed that we were going to be recording our debut album with Dave – it was an intense feeling.
Dave had just got back from a Masters of Reality tour aswell as a show in Quebec with the Eagles of Death Metal, but when we arrived he greeted us like we were old friends and lead us through a studio tour.
A short drive up the sand road behind Dave’s house lead us past Brian’s house and his newly acquired boat, past Hutches house and up to our home for 3 weeks.
We are staying in the cabin with a double bed, shared by Dylan and Matt, and a single bed, which I won in a game of rock, paper, scissors. Dan and Kim are sharing the caravan outside which we think may be haunted by tweaker ghost looking for their last fix. Our shower is outdoors where the water is kept too warm by the desert heat. One of the highlights of the cabin is ‘The Last Supper’! A photo of Jesus (Hutch) surrounded by members of the Beastie Boys and The Dead Weather.
Dan and Kim are sharing the caravan outside which we think may be haunted
We only planned to start in studio the day after arrival so after a brief catch up and some story telling with Dave we headed off to check out Pappy and Harriets in Pioneertown, a town started as a live-in Old West motion picture set built in the 1940s. Dave didn’t join us because he was still recovering from tour but we went through and had some beers while watching open-mic night. Pappies, as it’s affectionately known, has seen names like Eagles of Death Metal, Arctic Monkeys, and Robert Plant grace it’s stage.
The next day we had to return our rental. Although I was sad to see it go, it opened up our new chapter… Dave’s car, a 1970 Oldsmobile Cutlass. It was like being on a Queens of the Stone Age theme ride, we had ‘Songs for the Deaf’ playing as we cruised the high desert.
To be continued…
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