Maybe I Need an Entertainment Lawyer?

I like it when highly productive days are capped off with a reward -- and that was the case today.

Because I wound up crashing on the futon last night instead of getting much done, I started the day rather frantically trying to make up for lost time.  I finished installing the rest of the software for the new soundcard I added to my system, then picked up the mess that tends to become my apartment when I am configuring sound/computer equipment.  Then some experimentation with the Sound Forge wav file editor to figure out how the hell it all (all being the patched together mess that now integrates my computer sound system with my home stereo system proper) works.  The answer:  it works great, when I can just keep track of what I'm mixing and from where!  

And then it was time to create digital wav files from a minidisc of a May 2000 Joe Ely Mucky Duck show (which I've long promised to my boss but haven't had time to do), which consisted of running the stereo component minidisc through the stereo receiver, which was patched out to my computer sound card via the tape 1 bank of RCA jacks.  The new card and software worked beautifully, and this whole procedure is now greatly streamlined.  I then used another piece of software to break the HUGE wav file into individual tracks, and burned Hallmark a CD of it all.  The conversion to MP3 files will come later.

That's because I had only an hour left (before the Mucky Duck show tonight) to create a couple of Reckless Kelly Live Covers CDs which I'd promised to the band previously.  Fortunately, I had already created the CDs, so all I had to do was let the cd writer do its magic -- and then print up labels.  I finished with about five minutes to spare, then it was off to the show.

As expected, it was a packed house.  We had the best seats we've ever had -- due to the fact that Hallmark had reserved our table many months ago (and that due to the fact that Callie watches their appearance schedule like a hawk in order to maintain the content on 8 More Miles).  I literally sat right in front of Willy, using the stage as a footstool of sorts.  I know I write and say this every performance, but this was the best show of its type (acoustic) that I've seen yet.  I'm not going to write a review here -- I'll eventually put something up on 8 More Miles -- but it was quite a nice reward indeed.  

Before the show (in the restroom, actually), I ran into David, who always recognizes me now (dating back to that Oklahoma Sooners bond, I guess).  I asked him if he had managed to get up to Bartlesville for Xmas, and he told me no, he had gone to his wife's this year (in Amarillo), but that they had gotten snowed in there as well.  We both agreed there was not much to do in Pawhuska when one is not snowed in, but that there is even less to do when one IS snowed in.  It was amusing.

We saw Willy between shows and gave him the Live Covers cds.  He seemed genuinely appreciative, and in perhaps an exaggeration mentioned that he visits the website "all the time."  About the time we were talking to him, this attorney from Dallas (her last name was Dellinger) was pestering him, going on and on about how great they were, and then asking him, "So, are you guys making big money?"  He seemed a bit surprised by the question, and gave one of those half-sarcastic "Yeah, we're just rolling in it" sort of answers.  (Note: this band surely isn't getting rich right now, but they're doing what they love and everyone who's any kind of fan of theirs knows this; for them, it's not about the money).  She then proceeded to leave him her card, telling him he should get in touch with her because she knows a really great entertainment lawyer who can make them huge!  Did I mention this woman had a typical north-Texas accent, and was a blonde?  No, in rereading this paragraph, I see I left out that part.  It figures.

The minidisc recordings turned out beautifully.  Another conversion project looms!

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