Back in time to two days after
we had recorded our first ever track, and one day before any
Magic Bullet had ever been heard in public, Skit and I began work on what
would become our
debut album. We had been forewarned of the Gravitas project, of
course, but somehow didn't feel that was a beginning, rather more an
aspiration. Although Skit was intensely comfortable with digital
technology, I would still gaze longingly at the TEAC 4-track.
"One must walk before one can
run," he would state philosophically, "wax on, wax off."
"I understand." I would
respond, painfully aware of my own digital limitations.
"You see," he would continue,
pouring some of his beer into my own near-full glass, "I have knowledge to
My glass began to overflow,
spilling Boddingtons on to the delicately beeswaxed wooden dining table.
It's okay, we have a child, it has a protector on it.
"However," he paused while I went to get some kitchen paper, "to make space
Putting some samples together on the Casios...
Skit commits acts of serious FX pedal
knowledge, first you have to
unburden yourself of what you think you know."
He reached across the table,
lifted my glass and tipped the beer over my head.
"Now," he said stoically, refilling my glass from his own while I sat
dripping, "you have space for this knowledge. You understand?"
And so it began. Originally, we
had wanted to call the album Digitas, both referencing the digital
technology that would differentiate it from my previous work, whilst keeping
it in character with Gravitas. Unfortunately, there turned out to be
a digital marketing company with the same name, so we opted for Digitalis
instead. For men of our age, and considering we had both spent 24 hours
wired up to a portable ECG monitor, it seemed somehow appropriate. So much
so in fact that our Samantha insisted on referring to it throughout the sessions as
Dignitas. In fairness, she regularly brought tea and biscuits, so it
would have been churlish to complain. Having said that, cake would have been