I guess we can consider this among the lessons learned.
We had need to record a tune by Carolan (national composer of Ireland) written about a small city in northern Italy (Cremona). The tune is Cremonea, and the city is the birthplace of the modern violin (and home to a handful of famous luthier families, not limited to Stradivarius).
Our primary fiddler and violinist (yes there is a difference) needed to record this tune to present it to a guy at work who was from Cremona. This is a personal thing.
Recording is an art form unto itself, and we have not done this recently, so there were many mess-ups. Eventually we got it perfect, or at least perfect to our ears, and it sent shivers up and down our spines as we played it.
The recording was trash.
Our guitarist has a 12-string with a preamp in the guitar body. The battery had not been changed for about 5 years. Changing the battery means restringing the guitar, and she has not had the funds for that. This situation has been rectified.
We reserve the right to make the angels weep once again, this coming Sunday.
