I swear to God, I will NEVER work nonstop on mixes for nine freaking hours again. Point a gun at me and I still won't do it. I refuse. No way. Nada.

It started out with working on a rough mix for Orangecove today~~ Went to ask for permission to use Studio 2 after class (around 1.30pm), and mixed my way through till 5.30pm or so, after which while bouncing out the rough mix, I started setting up the microphones for drums recording.

And then Blind Meets Mute came in at around 6pm, and we recorded the drums for their new song, Waves. The drummer blew me out from the studio, out of SAE completely, with the crashes and hihats. Man. The cymbals were a hell lot louder than I thought it was.

And then, the throbbing in the head struck me. That was when I started to realise that ear fatigue had already hit me. =.=

I didn't hear it, but the band members said there were two drum sounds instead of one. God. That was hell. I had to re-record that whole drums portion before settling the bass, and after that I finally died (with a halo on my head and wings on my back) and had my two blessed co-engineers sit in to help me with the guitars.

By the end of the session at 10pm, I was completely zoned out and zombified. The guitar melody just kept going on in my head like a ping pong delay, with the occasional cymbal sounds and snare thuds...

I owe Aiman and Kevin big time, that's all I can say.