Recording Studio’s are a dime a dozen!

Unless YOU want one, and then…they cost a million dollars! C’mon… you know it’s true! Everybody and their brother has one, and they’re all “where it’s happening.” I was talking to a realtor in L.A. the other day, and she told me that in Southern California, right now, there are currently 434 listings for houses, [...]

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Building a Recording Studio 101: The perilous path to professional performance!

Why should I hire Wes Lachot? …or ANY Acoustical Design Firm, for that matter? Hey, so you’re a professional musician! Welcome to the ranks. Got yer “resume on a rope?” Well, guess what? It just means that no Dad wants you as a potential “in-law,” no Mom trusts you with “her baby,” and nobody besides [...]

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Scratching at the Earth

Okay, most of you know that I’m living underground… After years of living “with people,” now, my family is now living all by our “onesies.” I’m sure that will please some of you, as I can’t recall how many times somebody said; “Lexx, I wish you’d just crawl into a hole, and pull it in [...]

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Here’s some “Man Cave warm and fuzzies” for ya!

Lately, I’ve been talking to Designers and Acoustical Engineers… Big shots. You know the type… Guys with enough alphabet soup after their names to feed the world’s hungry… And it started me thinking about how much I seem to be repeating myself. I mean, here I am, trying to figure out how to spend my [...]

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The Plot Thickens… and it’s getting “Tasty!”

I’ve thought about doing this for a while now. Every musician worth his/her licks, lusts after having their own recording studio. Admit it! You have dreams about this! If you don’t… well, you just aren’t good enough yet. To those guys I say only this; “Practice, practice, practice!” But, like everybody else, I had to [...]

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Once upon a time with a guitar…

Greeting kiddies… Gather ’round, and I’ll tell you a story of drunken debauchery, orgies of sound, and visions of silicone… um…er… sugarplum shaped objects… that came and went, with most of Grand-dad’s  cash, and even a car… once. Okay… twice. But only twice, I swear! Wait… do lawyers count? It’s a sordid tale, one filled [...]

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