Old Dawgz Record Club Demo at The Clubhouse

Wow!  What a studio.  The Old Dawgz convened at The Clubhouse in Rhinebeck Tuesday night to put down five tracks.  Mike the Mutt played with us for the last time!  And, we sounded great.

Left to right in the picture above, that's Mike the Mutt, Puppy John, Shouting Thomas and Big Joe.  Big Joe is a little worried about me right now, because I suggested that he might be kinda cute if he just had a sex change operation.  Do it for a pal!

Big Joe's son, Joe, Jr., engineered the session.  What a chore setup is when you go into the studio.  We recorded "live," without isolation or overdubbing.  It's a challenge to get the right sound in the earphones.  Joe, Jr., did a great job and he even survived a grueling night of old fart jokes.

God, are we going to miss that Mutt.  He's moving to God's Waiting Room in just a couple of weeks.  The Old Dawgz has been so much fun.  We routinely rehearsed for four hours without a break, just because we were having a good time.  Mike, and his long suffering wife, even donated their house as our rehearsal space.

Mike's tattoo, he says, symbolizes that he "got the monkey off his back and onto his shoulder."

We put down five tunes:

No Matter What
Ophelia
Hey Joe!
Boot Scootin' Boogie
Stormy Monday

Puppy John laid down some fantastic vocals on "No Matter What" and "Boot Scootin' Boogie!"

We need to go back for a session and put down five or six more tunes and we'll have a full CD

At the end of the session, the studio threw us a bone!  Dog biscuits for everybody!

What I really like about the Old Dawgz sound is the beautiful spacing.  We've played together so much that we know exactly where we fit. We laid down a hellish version of "Stormy Monday." Joe's guitar work on that tune is very original. I'll try to post it later today.

Now, we must say goodbye to our great friend, Mike the Mutt.  And, next week, we continue to audition drummers.  Nobody can replace Mike.  Hope to see him again soon.

Comments

[Tank]

Stevie

Hope you appreciate how lucky you are to have had a life full of playing music and good friends.

Sounds like a great time up there.

[Shouting Thomas]

I am very grateful for my wonderful friends, Tank, including you.

My friends sustain me. I love them.

Sometimes, I get lost in anguish over the loss of Myrna. My friends have consoled me, laughed with me and kicked my ass when I needed it.

God bless my wonderful friends.