I'll be honest, 95% of what happened musically in my life today revolved around Corey Taylor's book signing at work. I went in at noon today. The signing started at 7. The second I walked in, I heard about the guy who had showed up before 7 in the morning, chair in hand, intending to be the first person in line. The store manager basically told him to go away and come back later when she showed up at 7. Then there was the sixteen year old kid whose parents drove him up from Texas for the event. I never did get to meet him... at least I don't think I did. It got crazy for a while there. We had people from Illinois and Missouri among the 400 or so people that showed up as well.
The coolest part of the whole thing, you ask? That's easy. The event started at 7, and we snuck Corey in the back door around 6:30 or so. Those of us employees who wanted to get stuff signed in advance were allowed to drift to the back, hang out for that half an hour, and get our stuff signed. He signed a copy of his book for me, as well as a CD jacket, so that's cool. Corey is one of the nicest, most un-assuming, regular guy rock stars I've gotten to meet, and that makes it all that much cooler of an experience. The best part of that experience, though, was getting to be a part of the entourage that walked out into the store with him. I was somewhere near the back of the pack, but I was there. And let me tell you, to be in the middle of that group, and get a chance to look out at all of the people hanging over the railing upstairs, looking down on us was pretty cool. Not as cool as hearing the screams when he came into view of the people waiting in line, though. That happened in two waves, one loud, and another louder still. It was pretty epic to be a part of that.
As for the other 5% of my musical day, I came home (after working an extra hour and forty minutes), and imported the sped up tracks from yesterday into the recording gear. Haven't laid down any acoustic tracks yet, but I hope to get to that tomorrow, especially if they decide they have to kick me out early for staying late tonight.
The coolest part of the whole thing, you ask? That's easy. The event started at 7, and we snuck Corey in the back door around 6:30 or so. Those of us employees who wanted to get stuff signed in advance were allowed to drift to the back, hang out for that half an hour, and get our stuff signed. He signed a copy of his book for me, as well as a CD jacket, so that's cool. Corey is one of the nicest, most un-assuming, regular guy rock stars I've gotten to meet, and that makes it all that much cooler of an experience. The best part of that experience, though, was getting to be a part of the entourage that walked out into the store with him. I was somewhere near the back of the pack, but I was there. And let me tell you, to be in the middle of that group, and get a chance to look out at all of the people hanging over the railing upstairs, looking down on us was pretty cool. Not as cool as hearing the screams when he came into view of the people waiting in line, though. That happened in two waves, one loud, and another louder still. It was pretty epic to be a part of that.
As for the other 5% of my musical day, I came home (after working an extra hour and forty minutes), and imported the sped up tracks from yesterday into the recording gear. Haven't laid down any acoustic tracks yet, but I hope to get to that tomorrow, especially if they decide they have to kick me out early for staying late tonight.
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