It started innocently enough. The producer called me to feel me out and see if we'd work well together. The artist called, came by and booked some time. "Awesome", I thought. I would be able to focus on being an engineer, get good sounds and not be as responsible for the artist's performances, arrangements and such. It would be an easy week I thought.
One hour before the sessions were to begin I was cleaning up the studio, calibrating the deck and printing tones. Ready for anything. I got a call from the artist telling me the session might be off because things had gotten really weird between the artist and producer. I thought this was unfortunate but noted that I would still need to be paid my daily deposit whether they came in or not since it was such short notice. I got called back with a green light — we would go ahead and start the album.