Fast-forward to the D-day. The session with the other artist was a nightmare.

I'm not the best producer, but big-ups to ANYONE who can make that young lady sound good on a song. And of course, the shitty artists will always blame the producer for their shitty track.

Again, I'm not the best audio engineer out there, and I'm not afraid to admit that there are horrible tracks I've worked on which have been down to my fuck up (I'll talk about those eventually), but this was NOT one of them.

This was one session I wanted to forget about as quickly as possible. I know I'll blog about her session eventually, but I'll summarize It for now; It ended two hours later than planned and I just told her to keep the track for free because I didn't even want to be associated with that song. And now, feeling so drained and pissed off about that session, I had to wait for Unknown who was probably going to be another gong show, if at all he or his brother ever showed up. Because they had called me with an unknown number, I couldn't call back to get an ETA (Estimated Time of Arrival) from them. I decided that I'd wait until 3:30pm and if they didn't show up or call me, I'd just leave. Either way, it was a win-win situation for me. I'd either get paid or get to go home.

Time passes slowly when you're just waiting and in this case, it wasn't any different. Normally, I'd ask the artist to send me the instrumental with which they wanted to record. Then, I'd keep myself busy by working on integrating the instrumental with my system before the session commences so that once the artist  comes in, they just go straight to recording. But, as you probably guessed, I wasn't sent an instrumental by unknown or his brother so I didn't have anything to do but sit and wait. Well, that's a lie I was watching an episode of "Empire".

2:45pm. I'm mid-way into my episode of Empire when my phone rings. Private Number. It's Unknown's brother

This time, he sounds much more friendly and sober.

"Hey mahn, we're just picking up our ride and we'll be on our way."

That didn't make sense to me at first. How do you pick up the person who's giving you a ride? I was curious.

"Oh okay, so you're waiting for your buddy to pick you up?", I inquired.

"No", he said with a light chuckle, "we rented a ride so we're just going to pick it up. We should be at your studio in about 20 minutes or so".

3:10pm. I get a text from a random number (not private this time). "we're outside"...