I haven't posted an update about the new album since early May so it's about time I brought you up to date! The spoken word section is done. Recorded, edited, balanced, and dropped into the main recording. I've mixed down the recorded songs and dropped those into
So the blog was quiet last week as I locked myself in my studio and spent the entire week focussed on the recording of Y Mabinogi - The First Branch. I finished most of the songs, with the final vocal to place on one, but the rest, done.
As I work my way through the process of creating this audiobook/musical/dramatised retelling of the First Branch of the Mabinogion I am becoming more and more thankful to the Christian scribe/s who wrote it all down. It's easy for me now to imagine those feet walking through
As I mentioned in my previous Y Mabinogi update, the spoken word sections of this project will be around an hour and a quarter long. I've produced the DruidCast podcast from my home studio since 2007 with no issues at all, but sitting in the quiet of
If you're a regular reader of my blog you'll already know that my current recording project is quite different from anything I've attempted before. It is a spoken word, musical, and dramatic presentation of the First Branch of the Mabinogion. This has been something I've wanted to
Every Monday morning I have a ritual. I go to my studio/workspace, light some incense, sit quietly, then shuffle a Tarot deck asking the question, "What are the trends I should be aware of in my life this coming week?" I continue to shuffle the deck, focussing
Time for an update on the new album. The first words were written in May when me and Cerri travelled to Wales and hired a beautiful cottage. I wrote of the experience here and during that week the Awen flowed freely as words fell onto the page.
It's time to turn my gaze towards the Otherworld. The subject of the next song in Y Mabinogi is Annwn. Pwyll steps through the portal into that Otherworld, in the guise of Arawn, a King of that land. This is the point when the next song is
I was at an OBOD camp back in 1997. It was a Samhain camp and the evening was cold, crisp and the sky was clear. The camp was on a farm far away from the big towns of the South West so the stars shone bright above.
In May Cerri and I went on a working holiday to Wales and immersed ourselves in the land from which the tales of the Mabinogion grew. I wrote about the trip in a couple of blog posts just after: Here and Here During that time I wrote the