In the bowels of Newcastle University music department, is a windowless room with hushed air conditioning. The desk meant nothing to me. The mic cupboard provoked gasps of wonder: AKGs, Neumanns... the lot. Set up the kit, chose some expensive amps from the orchestra store room, the band arrived and nailed everything first take. Fortunately Will was familiar with all the equipment, including the routing on the patch bay, which made my life much easier. For much of it I sat back, hit spacebar, and listened to one of my favourite guitar bands while bopping around the control room. Left at midnight with five songs in the bag. An invigorating experience.