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Oboe
and Melodeon have fun writing music together. |
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do some recording.
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But
they need a singer. |
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What to do, what to do.
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Ah hah! Oboe meets a fellow called Dulcimer,
who prefers writing songs to essays.
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Drinking wine and beer, they talk and talk,
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mostly about music
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We get on alright.
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Yeah! |
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We do some recording together.
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Dulcimer
makes friends with the microphone. |
Melodeon
sounds good, when she's on the right side of the keyboard, |
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| while Oboe plays guitar with his hands and records
with his feet.
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Timpani
the friendly drummer helps us out on the tracks. |
While
recording, Oboe (Davros) pulls everyone up for making mistakes. |
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He cracks the whip.
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Dulcimer
sings. Take 1, Take 2 ... |
Melodeon
tries to make friends with the metronome. |
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Oboe's hands and feet work faster, and faster
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Timpani
gets cabin fever... |
Harmony at last. |
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Hopefully Oboe remembers to press 'record'.
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We
stop recording. Hurrah. |
Oboe
mixes down the tracks. He goes crazy like mixed nuts. |
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| Mix + master = CD
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Melodeon
digs out the pencils and airbrush. Hello cover art, goodbye sanity. |
All
done! |
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You can make up the rest.
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