Mixing: Report from the Front Lines of Indie Filmmaking
Just got the often-dreaded call from post-production.
All is well; they are happy not only with the tracks but with the technicalities that support them.
No problems.
Ah.
Ah.
The moment: my head is on the career guillotine, and I realize that the pardon I've sought with diligence to receive has been granted. So many things could go wrong. So many bare toes upon which to potentially step.
Oh.
Saved.
Saved for another day.