Corita Recording Notes

Recording at Godelstring Studio. Photo by Dominick Mastrangelo.

After two and a half years of being a band Corita finally took the time to go into a proper studio and commit our songs to tape (or digital files, in this case). We were in luck to work with Joel Hamburger at Godelstring studios in Park Slope, Brooklyn.

Concentrating on overdubbing my new part. Photo by Dominick Mastrangelo.

It’s a beautiful, well kept studio that Joel build up himself over 7 years. An incredible engineer (and Physics student) who also plays a producer’s role he knew what we wanted to achieve and made our songs sound like they always have sounded like in our heads. He was relaxed, confident and reassuring, setting up the environment to be as natural as possible so we could relax and concentrate on playing our songs. He also knew the flow of the recording day so well he knew exactly when to suggest we take breaks, get food, and even (towards the end of the first day) have a beer.

First engineer Joel with second engineer Delilah.

I learned a lot being in the studio. I always dreaded recording, thinking about it as a tedious process that was mired in frustration and unhappiness. In Joel’s capable hands it was long, for sure, but immensely satisfying and even fun!I also learned a lot about being a musician. I realized that the more I relaxed the better my playing and singing became. This is not surprising, but important to recognize.

My Guitar at Godelstring.

Recording vocals is always very revealing and at certain moments I began to over think my singing and got progressively depressed about it. That was when it was time for a break. What I realized when we listened to the tracks back was that I was over singing before. In the studio there’s no reason to push your voice over a roaring sound system because you can hear everything.

Aileen's bass chills with the organs.

I realized I was pushing my voice to be too theatrical and it was creating music that I didn’t want to listen to, which is a real problem because I feel like I should always write the music I want to hear in my own band. It was real revelation to realize that in the studio I could relax and let my voice be its own, limited self, and that the songs sounded better that way. That’s a lesson I’ll carry out of the studio and on to  the stage.

Aileen and Marisha enjoy their time in the studio.

It was also a very validating experience to spend two full days concentrating on something I create. After six years of working full-time in “the arts” I’ve started to think of myself less of a creative person and more as someone who supports other creative people. Lately I have been telling the artists I work with that I am a writer and musician just to make myself sound more “for real” to them.

Nick tests out the drums in the studio.

Two full days in the studio felt like my very own weekend artists residency and I realized that I have to take this kind of time to take my own work seriously. What I love about my band is that it gives me a focus and there are three other people to push the project along. But after seeing what a weekend can achieve I feel energized and more able to value my own creativity and projects. And that makes me more valuable to the artists I work with as well.

Recording notes. And an egg shaker we didn't end up using.

Trying on the New Year for Size

I always grumble that New Years is my least favorite holiday, but this year I decided to pre-empt my new years ennui and throw a party. It’s a good excuse to see friends, make good food and get dressed up but not have to go anywhere. I even managed to convince my friends who live in Washington Heights, Bushwick and Greenpoint friends to come down to Sunset Park.

Party Shoes!To celebrate the passing of the old year and the beginning of the new I wore an old, favorite dress: a sparkly, vintage number I bought at the Garment District in Boston in 2000 and wore to my senior prom! The shoes are brand new and by Robert Clergerie in Paris. They constitute my year end bonus from work. I first saw them on Fashion is a Playground and fell in love.

Reflective Electronica DuoAt some point during the evening we thought it would be a good idea to a photo shoot… on the kitchen floor. Ah, revelry! So here is wishing you all the very best for the new year! May it bring you happiness, health, adventure and joy!

Wahoo! 2011!

And now, a little blast from the prom night past! Hilariously, my outfit 10 years later is almost the same: sparkly tights, high heeled Mary Janes, but not the pink wig or cats eye glasses. Enjoy!

Prom Night 2000

Prom Night 2000

Corita Style!

I love my band Corita. We have been a band for over two years now and been playing shows out for over a year. I was recently asked about how I mitigated the stress that comes with New York living and I brought up Corita as an example. There are few things better than having a time every week to get together with 3 of your closest friends and work on a collective, creative project. Since we all have our own careers there’s no pressure on the band to “make it,” in the traditional sense of getting signed, man. For us “making it” as a band means writing good songs, challenging ourselves as musicians, and making sure that when we play out, we play well and look good. To that end, we always coordinate our outfits.

Half the Band in a Super Punk Glam Portrait

You can see another photo like this here with our good friend Phil Pierce from the band Crawl Babies (who are one of our favorite bands to play with).

Black dreses, colored tights, black shoes

Sometimes we get even more girly with our get up.

Summery Pastels (in low light)

Professional, yet punk

And sometimes just punk! (thanks to wunderfemme)

Dots, stripes, and old glory

I want to apologize to Nick, our drummer, who is also very stylish, but stuck behind the drums, and so not often photographed. You might say that I’m being a superficial feminist rocker by talking about fashion, but listen, rock and fashion have always been closely related and dressing up for a performance is part of our way of saying “thanks for listening, we care that you are here.”

Welcome Baby J! Goodbye Jennifer K!

Yesterday, while I was on my way to the Ladytron show, Baby J aka Isaac Seth, was born to parents Erin and Daniel! So exciting. Here is Erin about a month ago at my birthday party (drinking Sorrel juice) with Jennifer K, who is sadly about to head back to Austin after a few months of too-short tenure in NYC. Congratulations Erin and Daniel! We’ll miss you Jennifer!

Best Text Message Ever

Today I got this text message from my old friend and housemate Katy who I haven’t seen or talked to in way too long:
“At long beach gay pride. They don’t have queers here. Just a few gays and lesbians. We miss you. Heart laurel and katy”
(Hope those ladies don’t mind that I shared it with the world)

Punks at Pure Food and Wine


Punks at Pure Food and Wine
Originally uploaded by killerfemme

The blow of all these departures was softened by a visit from the Maine punks Dugan (now living in Cincinnati and studying to be Portland’s furture planner) and Matt. We celebrated by going to Pure Food and Wine, where our friend Neal is the head chef. We got desserts, including the peach parfait and tiramisu. All vegan and raw… wow.

Goodbye and Good luck Wassan!


Wassan, Vincente, Hamburger
Originally uploaded by killerfemme

She’ll probably be annoyed at me for blogging this photo, but Wassan (shown here eating a burger on the Delancy’s rooftop) left this week to begin a new job as a curator in a not yet opened moder, Arab art museum in Doha, Qatar. After working with Wassan for a year and seeing her pull together a weekend where 60 artists from all over the world were talking at the Museum over the course of 4 days, I know that this new museum will benefit immensely from her knowledge, energy and expertise. Wassan was always finding cool things to do and organizing outings, as well as happy to share gossip and trade ideas. It’s true that friends are never far away thanks to the internet, but Doha does seem far. I am going to start planning my trip…