I walk into the room, usually, in the morning, I’m always the first to arrive so, for now, I’m alone.
I open up the room, the curtains, doors, and lights, then I start to turn on the gear. The equipment fans begin to hum, lights of different colors blink on, video and computer monitors light up. Usually, the room is cold, maybe too cold but I know it will soon warm up from the heat of the equipment.
This hasn’t changed over all these years. It’s a ritual to me, the beginning, the calm before the storm. It has a special feeling. The studios have changed over the years but not the feeling.
Occasional missives, www.robertfeist.com/blog