Second Chance
“He paused, then drew in breath and nodded, smiled, and everyone uncoiled. There were outbursts of held breath, relaxed laughs, murmurs of approval, and Ivan Redburn ripped out a funky run on his bass, drawing more laughs from the group of friends and lovers.
There was a click, and the engineer's disembodied voice filled the studio. "That was great, Woody," it said with an unmistakably Japanese accent. "Really perfect. You want 'nother take?" Woody shook his head. "Let's take ten, Idiro, and... then we'll listen to the playback." Woody hadn't intended to record in Japan, especially without the recuperating Michael Lester on bass, but the group had been so together, the sound so tight and so right, that he knew they had to preserve it in a studio. So they booked Ideko Studios to record "Tracy's Song," the tune he had written the previous month.
It had proven to be the quintessence of what Woody wanted to do with his music. It was highly melodic, but unpredictably so, with sophisticated harmonies and complex rhythms.MoreLess
There was a click, and the engineer's disembodied voice filled the studio. "That was great, Woody," it said with an unmistakably Japanese accent. "Really perfect. You want 'nother take?" Woody shook his head. "Let's take ten, Idiro, and... then we'll listen to the playback." Woody hadn't intended to record in Japan, especially without the recuperating Michael Lester on bass, but the group had been so together, the sound so tight and so right, that he knew they had to preserve it in a studio. So they booked Ideko Studios to record "Tracy's Song," the tune he had written the previous month.
It had proven to be the quintessence of what Woody wanted to do with his music. It was highly melodic, but unpredictably so, with sophisticated harmonies and complex rhythms.MoreLess
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