As a little aside to the story behind the song, I GOT PISSED WITH SANTA CLAUS, we thought we’d share some of our journey of building the studio we recorded in…
ONCE UPON A TIME there was a young drummer called little Mr Finch. Even though his Dad was an accomplished drummer, and his Mother had the patience of a saint, I’m sure any parent reading this can imagine what a right royal f**king pain in the arse it is to have a son practicing drums in the house! So, at the tender age of sixteen, young Mr Finch dreamed of having his own private soundproof studio to practice in and create the next great masterpiece.
As with most children’s dreams (unless you are born a Trump, Zuckerberg, or Jobs!) it languished unfulfilled for many, many, many years… There were attempts, but none actually came to fruition. Undeterred, young Finch – now getting on in years! – clung dearly to his dream, even though it was beginning to fade and get fuzzy around the edges.
“Dreams Don’t Quit On People, People Quit On Their Dreams!”
Fast forward to the year 2015. Having met two new friends (Davey and Donnelly) on film set earlier in the year, he felt brave enough to share his childhood dream. Rather than laugh (as many might do at the folly of such a project) they were encouraging, in fact, more than encouraging, they offered to help! After all, how difficult could it be to build a sound studio in your back garden…?
The first step was to clear the space ready to build:
That seemed easy enough! The plans were already drawn up and permission had been granted – weren’t THEY the biggest hurdles? Now it was time to break ground. Due to the location, the footings had to be dug by hand. How hard can that be?
Eleven tonnes of dirt later, and many weeks of manual labour, the footings were dug (one and a half meters deep!) and approved. But what to do with this mountain of dirt…? That’s where mates and beer come in VERY handy – and wheelbarrows! Over the course of a couple of weekends, two large skips were painstakingly filled to the brim with all the dirt, and we were left with a large moat in the back garden.
And now came the most disheartening part of the project… Time to fill the trench back in again, but this time with 11 tonnes of concrete…! Weeks of sweat and muscle-ache left us right where we had started from months ago!
We’re back to where we started, almost. Exhausted, but excited, the next stage could finally begin: building the walls!
“If You Build It, They will Drum…!”
If you knew the effort, energy, and money it would actually take to complete a building task on your own, you’d probably never start it! But we had put so much time and effort into it so far, and called in so many ‘favours’, we had no choice but to see it to the end. Call it stupid, or call it smart, but we were too dumb to know it couldn’t be done… A little bit like we were Bumble Bee Builders: we didn’t know we weren’t supposed to be able to build a studio on our own, so we just kept on!
Stay tuned for Part Two of building the studio, which will be coming very soon. In the meantime, please like our posts, follow us, reblog us, and all that great social media jazz…
Until next time!