was quite a strange experience, Emily thought. Like walking into the vacuum of deep space.
The recording studio was brand new, state of the art. The walls were dark and a large glass partition separated the recording area from the mixing area. There was an old-school 1940s microphone inside the recording room, a grand piano, a large double bass and a concert-sized harp. On the producer’s side of the glass was the soundboard containing a million knobs and buttons and screens that indicated noise levels. Chantelle’s mouth dropped open in awe.
“I’m going to speak to your school about having a choir on the background of my charity Christmas single,” Roman said. “What do you think about that?”
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