You can’t say that I don’t try. As mother just told me, as I dictated this to
Corinna, I am very trying. However, I am in dire danger of completely drifting
away from the point. Because technofear
still rules here at the Gonzo Daily.
A couple of weeks ago I wrote about how
those jolly nice people at recordmycall.co.uk had telephoned me, to tell me
that their service was once again working properly. Unfortunately, I think there is something
wrong with my line, or, conversely, both my lovely wife and I are being more
than usually stupid. Because can we get
it to work properly? Can we heck.
I did a smashing interview with Judy Dyble the other day, in which we discussed dogs, recordings, Fairport Convention,
Robert Fripp, her new album, various old albums, and a semi-tame blackbird
which came into her kitchen and demanded grapes. It was a smashing interview. And according to those jolly nice guys at
Record your Call, it recorded successfully.
However, we must doing something particularly stupid because we can’t
find it in order to download it.
Today, I was supposed to be interviewing
Don Falcone of the monumental groovy Spirits
Burning. I’ve had to take a raincheck, because until either my line is fixed
or Corinna and I can work out how to use the new improved service, not only is
it pointless to conduct an interview that I can’t actually use, but I don’t
want to risk having an interview that I cannot download.
So here we are, stuck in rock and roll limbo. I have every expectation that this is just
us being silly, and that those jolly nice people at customer support will be able
to sort it all out for us on Monday. I
bloody hell hope so. Because I have an
awful lot of people that I want to interview before Christmas, in order to make
the Yuletide Gonzo coverage the most excellent that you could possibly
imagine. So watch this space!
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