Being fired is a total shock. In 30 years it happened twice and I didn’t see it coming. It was in a way good but painful. Makes you think lots about what happened or what didn’t happen. Both times when I viewed how the pictures were completed by my replacements I didn’t hear something I couldn’t have done. Both times the final music reflected different direction than the previous style requested of me. There isn’t a simple answer about how things work or don’t work, it’s about how people talk and relate. I try to hedge my bet by making more choices than too few.
I’ve also had to end sessions occasionally because the person I hired couldn’t execute what I wanted. One time I hurt someone’s feelings but I was paying for studio time and had to call it. It didn’t sound in tune and there was no software to try altering the problem back then. I offered to pay them anyway and they ripped the money up threw it on the ground.
My daughter turned on her miniature radio during dinner and landed on a station playing Latin music. She started translating the lyrics suggesting it was about a girl who should be allowed to watch more tv. Fortunately I also don’t speak Spanish so I had the authority to explain it was actually about a girl who needs to stop eating ketchup on everything and who’s father knows it’s bedtime now.
My mind later wandered to the horn sections in this style and then I thought about the Earth Wind and Fire horn sections that distinguish themselves for firecracker bursts that I can’t figure out how to imitate, so smart and useful and original. Then I had a eureka moment that it’s not a big leap between the embellishing shapes in Latin music to the EW&F structures. I should listen more to Latin music then try my luck again because I make long pads that are boring and horrible. Sound like a guy playing sampled sounds through a keyboard (quelle surprise).
All I want is to not recognize myself when I hear things back.