My husband, Caleab, and I have a little “band” we call Yikes!(a band). I say “band” because we also do Yikes!(a film), Yikes!(a book), or Yikes!(a insert-anything-you-want-here). We recently made a purchase of some new microphones for recording music and made a little video about it. Also, in the video, Caleab refers to a cover that we will be recording soon. We did a quick practice go just to test the microphones. It was basically just a room recording, and when we record it for real, it will be done much more “professionally”. Caleab has informed me that he is going to put our test recording up on his blog, so I will link to that specific post here.
It probably comes as no surprise that living in a household that is constantly filled with music, most often, music from her dad Caleab, Rudy Mae seems to be a music lover. Since she was old enough to understand that music was being played, she was clapping to it, dancing to it, tapping to it, or singing to it. In his love for music, Caleab makes sure to have plenty of extra instruments that can be shared by all, from Ziven, Calum, and myself, to Rudy Mae. These instruments, although they technically make music, are not in the best condition, and would therefore not be much of a loss if a wife or child, not as familiar with those particular instruments, might damage one. Rudy Mae has been enjoying Caleab’s ukelele of this kind lately and can often be seen carrying it around with her. One afternoon, when she was in the kitchen and, in her mind, out of sight, she was absolutely jamming out. In the fashion of most children I know, once the camera got pulled out, she quieted down. I asked her a few times to sing me a song and she wasn’t having it. Once I kind of gave up and accepted the fact that she was not going to oblige me, she gave me a lovely, albeit short, performance.