Last night I had the privilege of attending a VIP screening of the film “Man on a Mission”. It is the latest film in which I mixed another of Brian’s great scores. I can officially say “great” now that I have seen the film. After spending all those hours critically listening and EQing and mixing, the music tends to fall into a category of, “Okay, lets just get this done so I can listen to something else for awhile”. But after finally getting to see the images that all of that music was meant to accompany, relay emotion, and bring further significance to, I can now place the score into the category of greatness.
What a treat it really was. The film's star and creator Richard Garriott, is truly a remarkable person as an entrepreneur, explorer and astronaut. The images that he captured were not only amazing but some were first glimpses of space travel that many have never seen. And to now see what I had spent those few weeks listening to, I feel that I am basking in the glow of a thousand light bulbs that seem to flicker: “Ooooohhh, now I get it.”
When working on a large project such as this, with all of the cues to mix and perform on, I often second-guess my work. Those final moments of hitting send on the last file to be turned in is always followed by a gulp and heavy sigh of both relief and worry. “I sure hope I didn’t miss anything”, I always find myself saying.
Thankfully, last night all of my fears were laid to rest. I was truly pleased at the quality of the final mixes, and as well, my drumming on some of the cues. Everything seemed to fall right into place and the audience was very pleased with what they had seen and heard.
Everyone in attendance was invited for a purpose, as either possible distributors or investors for the film or as close friends and VIP’s of Richard Garriott. I had the good fortune of having my name put on the guest list by one of the films directors who knew I was in NY and that I would enjoy seeing the film. It was an interesting feeling to be that guy in the room that no one knew why he was there or more even, what he was up to. Kind of a, “And how do you know the bride?” feeling, though no one asked me that question or really spoke to me at all. But as the lights came up and everyone was applauding, I couldn’t help but to sit there grinning like a cat full of canary, enjoying being the only one in the room who knew of the tiny basement studio from which those drums and those mixes came.
And then I turned in to a bat and screeched away into the night.