Count me in.
"I have eight other albums to mix by last Thursday... I'm fighting off a horde of zombies to save a poor village of old people from certain doom... I'm giving birth to octuplets as we speak and OH FUCK OW JESUS don't know if WHAT IS THAT THING IT'S HIDEOUS WHO PUT A GODDAMNED BATBOY ABORTION IN MY WOMB I'll have time..."
Okay. Don't mix it. With all the threads we've seen about 'how do I get my name out', 'give me stuff to mix so I can not look like a total bum and have a recording or two to give to clients as samples', 'HALP I need raw tracks or the Mafia will take my wife and record her dying screams for mercy'... yeah, if you already have Moses dropping by to record the Broadway sequel to the Ten Commandments, that's one thing, but "Jesus GOD you aren't offering me a quadrillion dollars to throw a bunch of presets on and call it good... what are you, NUTZ?" is uncalled for... just don't do it. That simple.
Jeff
