Sasha and Eric experiment with guitar rifts while Derek watches from the sofa. Dan has his feet kicked up on a coffee table in the corner as he sips an energy drink, Instagrams, Tweets, and is everywhere but right here. Standing steadfastly behind the control board, John, the sea-savvy captain of our ship, checks the ear pieces, the cables, making sure everything is accounted for and in its proper place. Meanwhile, Mike and I are sequestered in the sound booth, concocting lyrics like Watson and Crick.
Another typical rehearsal.
"Tell me," asks the Interviewer, "how is rehearsal coming along for your upcoming tour with Nickelback?"
"Slowly but surely," is my answer.
But there's nothing slow about eight-hour sessions in the studio. Pumping caffeine and energy drinks into your blood stream as if connected intravenously. Stopping. Starting. Starting the set all over again. Tweaking this. Cutting that. Timing it all down to the millisecond until everything ebbs and flows to perfection.
I'm asked, "What's it like to rehearse at the legendary Third Encore?"
You're in in the morning. Out by sunset. It's like time travel. Living life at a speed soaring towards light. The day disappears. You go home but you're already thinking about tomorrow's rehearsal. How to improve. Eager to give it another go. Get back to work.
I say, "You're five souls out there on stage. Five souls trying to find one sound. One heartbeat. We don't have a strong pulse yet, but every day it's getting stronger."
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