LOL!
That's too funny G!
Here's my ritual.
After all my business is wrapped up I know it's time to begin my nightly reboot.
1. Kiss wife, hug kids, get all the mushy family stuff out of the way and make it clear that I'm signing off for a while with the standard "OK, now does anyone need anything right now?"
2. Jet down the basement stairs to my locked studio door and unlock it and hit the lights and immediately lock all other family members out.
3. Check beer fridge, there better be at the bear minimum 6 full bottles of Leinies Light in there so I can undo my morning workout in one sitting with beer's inherent empty calories. (The less calories, the less it tastes like beer and this beer seems to be the best of both worlds) If there is less than 6 beers I need to stop what I'm doing, run to the store and go back to step 1.
4. Fire up all equipment and do final checks on texts, email, and verify greenage stock has at least one week's worth of rations. If less than that, initiate subtle communication with my guy(s).
5. Brand new (to my collection) records get played first, if there's more than one I start with the singles and move to albums last in the order of what I perceive will be the best at the end of the session. I always try to end on the top of the mountain if I can.
It's always speakers, never headphones unless I get a bug up my butt to mix then they are used for cuing and mixing only. I never press play on anything until I have fully partaken in at least one effective drag and the beer must be opened and the initial first swig must be down the hatch.
At that time, time stops for me until the smell of dinner starts to nag at my belly. By the third or fourth album I am usually ready for dinner and time once again starts. If it is a monday, it is manday, meaning I have no dinner curfew, I can double the beers, stay trapped in that room all night, I have no limitations as per my agreement with my understanding wife. This is usually true for Friday night too. Wednesday is woman night, my wife gets to work out, hang out with her friends, do whatever and I get dad duties. It's a great arrangement and I recommend it to any married couples BTW. I look forward to Wed cuz that's when I get time to do fun stuff with my kids, but Manday night is way funner. (I know, funner
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Saturday and Sunday both start out as the typical work afternoon only right after lunch it's on. If I can I spend most of the day listening to records in my hole, but usually I get antsy and end up doing some of my honeydo list that never seems to get any smaller. I like the carpentry home improvement stuff on my list the most so after I get good and beer buzzed I feel that is the best time to pick up the power tools. Luckily I have all my fingers.
On Sunday I almost always start out with something super mellow, like Jazz or Classical, and then I slowly build the tempo. There's just something right about jazz on a Sunday morning\afternoon.
So 7 days a week, that's my ritual. I almost never go one full day without rotating at least one record. This is not an exaggeration, and I don't think I've missed any day ever that I've been home. This daily ritual gives me all my best ideas, resets my racing mind, and it puts me in my pleasant state. My wife often tells me to go downstairs when I am unpleasant, so after all these years dealing with me she finally gets it, and for that I consider myself a very lucky man.
“Lesser artists borrow... great artists steal.” - Igor Stravinsky
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