I was a recording engineer for 40 years and I’ve had some strange experiences in recording studios, but without a doubt the strangest was one with a certain singer and songwriter famed for his purple themed world.
I was excited when I saw the booking to cut a single for him. So he walked in, handed me the tape, walked over to a corner of the room and proceeded to stare silently at me. For 3 hours. I tried talking to him, asked him what he wanted out of the record, what sort of sound he wanted, but he didn’t say anything, just stared.
Didn’t say a word.
For 3 solid hours.