I was recording a solo piece on my living-room organ to be used as ‘tuning-in music’ on the next Sunday. We call it ‘tuning-in music’ because quite a lot of people, including myself, have difficulty finding the correct video on Facebook, that is, the video that is about to go live with the weekly Mass. If music is playing over a still of the the church, they know they’re in the right place. So every week I or my fellow-instrumentalists have to record something suitable to fill this slot, and I was having a go at an organ piece by Noel Rawsthorne.
Just after the final chord died away, the doorbell rang. I was quite pleased at the lucky timing of this – until I came to play back the recording. Although the doorbell sound came after the end of the music, my gentle closing diminuendo included the sound of the delivery van drawing up and parking, a door slam and some crunching gravel.
Ah, the big recording studios don’t have these problems … (sigh).
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