Chaos in the studio

So, when you're making a record, you learn pretty quickly that things don't always go smoothly. You start to understand that things almost always take longer than you think they will. You expect that there will be delays, malfunctions and sometimes just bad days.

But, you NEVER anticipate spending TWO HOURS chasing a tiny, baby possum around the studio!

Our producer, Tracy, left the front door to the studio open for about a half hour tonight and this tiny, little midget of a possum, really about the cutest fucking animal you've ever seen, saw his shot and made a run for it! We managed to get him into a corner and tried to gently coax him into a box. I'm a vegetarian because I can't stand to kill anything, so I'm being really careful not to scare him too much as I prod him along with a hockey stick. I'm sure he was terrified though. Anyway, I thought it would be relatively easy to get him into the box, until he decided to crawl up and into the old tape machine. INSIDE THE TAPE MACHINE!!! That's the begninning of our two-hour campaign to roust this little rat-tailed invader from our session.

Eventually I got him out of the tape machine by blasting his little butt with air-in-a-can! I kind of think it might feel good to have air-in-a-can blown on your butt, but I'll save that for another blog.

So, he's out of the machine, but where'd he go............I look down-FUCK!!! HE'S ON MY FUCKING FOOT!!!!

Yep. Two grown men terrified by literally the cutest animal I've seen in a thousand years.