Alright...you guys really know how to awaken the grumpy bear...! I read thru this and I see topics getting answered on their own and taking on a whole new life. Never amazes me what you guys find interesting. But don't take any annoyance with that comment, I'm actually pretty humbled that these things matter to yous guys.
You know, I never really made a posh life for myself out of the session work I've been privleged to take part in. So to me, not only in retrospect but during the time too, I view it as musical art and nothing more. Nothing more as far as importance to our geological existence, but important to me personally as an "artist" and as someone who is emotionally tied to my works. Unfortunately this doesn't allow me to just walk away of a session and let it be. I'm guilty of caring too much I think, maybe that brings a bit of passion to the big picture, but it also leads to some heartache. In 1991 I was young and hungry and ambitious and obnoxious. That album (Death Human) might have some of my most adventurous bass lines ever, albiet - not the best, but most meandering. I planned on finishing the session with Chuck, Sean and Paul in the studio with Scott Burns. But a Sadus tour supporting Morbid Angel was booked and I had to leave right after the bass tracking was completed. What happened during the mixdown I can't say, except for the obvious fact of no bass in the mix. They FedEx'ed the final mix to me at a point in Germany on the tour and when I put the tape in the stereo I thought it was a prank to rile me up. But then soon realized that the "woofing out guitars, clicky ass bass drums and no bass mix" was for real, I threw the cassette out on to the train tracks. It obviously upset me because I was awaiting what would perhaps be a better representation of death metal bass lines out of the ordinary than anything else out there. It was evident that no one else in the studio, including Scott, Chuck, Sean and Paul thought to have my back. When we reached the end of the Morbid Angel tour, in Heathrow airport we made a group call to Scott Burns after waaaaay too many beers, dark-ass heavy-ass England beers. All the Sadus guys and even a drunk airplane mechanic posing as a bad Lemmy all passed the phone and in turn told Scott what they thought of the bad, no bass mix. It pissed him off so much it eventually got back to Chuck. So needless to say I didn't talk to either of those guys for about a year and a half until the fateful call to come in and play on the next album rang during a Dark Hall session. Not only did the offer to come back again come with promises of atonement, but somehow (ask Alex Webster, hehehe...) the infamous "Steve pissed off at the mix tape and getting buried" story led to some underground passing around of a mix of just me and Sean, just bass and drums from Human circulating. Furthermore, I won't get into this much - because obviously it won't lead to anything. But trust me when I say that some of me and Chuck's last phone conversations included ideas on getting the master tapes and remixing it for the purpose of raising the bass level. That will never happen now.
Well that story got a little more detail than I thought I should divulge. But what the hell...? You guys seem like friendly, cerebrally gifted, supporters of bass struggles in metal. Maybe you'll appreciate that painful drive down a hurricane ravaged memory highway.
So to fill in a few more blanks: In 1991 there was almost no digital recording going on yet. We did that album all on 2" Otari 24 track reel-to-reel analog tape. There was only talk of digital coming around in the form of ADAT. I used the black Ric on the whole album, but this time no chorus or flange, only a bit of my own compression (which would make you think it would be even easier to bring out the bass with less poppy transients).
Also I did not play on James' tribute thing. Haven't talked to him in a long time so I have no idea why that shit is taking so long.
Lastly, the Control Denied album that we all want to hear will most likely never see the light of day. It was squashed for the lamest reasons, and I'm done defending that whole thing. It's a waste of good songs and a discredit to the hard struggling work Chuck put forth to redeem what he thought was an attempt that came up short in the first album. That's just how I feel, and I realize when these comments go public I'll have to stand behind them. But I don't think I said anything disrespectful, and afterall, it's only my opinion.
But you guys know that you'll always get my honest opinions and my truthful perspective when I go into story mode on this forum, like in this thread. I hope you enjoyed the explanation on getting fucked for Human. It forever changed the way I am during a mixdown. I can't say it was the last time I got fucked in a mix, unfortunately there were a few more albums to come that ended up with too low bass volume. But it enlightned my awareness of making sure there is strong ground to stand on. This includes; flawless performance, versatile yet mean-ass tone, and bass lines worth a shit to fight for.
Good pay, bad pay, no pay...all in all, the money gets spent too quickly to matter. What stays is the feeling of acomplishment, feeling proud to contribute something no one else could have done better, or feelings of let down and heartache. Remember, what metters to you now will still matter years down the road. And no one will feel the dissapointment more than you if you get talked out of what you feel to be right. Just always give good reason to be relevant, and don't set yourself up for future let downs.
Take it from me.
SDG