On a quiet Tuesday afternoon in early autumn, the studio at Wildwire Sound Sanctuary was bathed in soft, golden sunlight. The live tracking room was quiet, with only the gentle hum of the Neve console's discrete Class-A transformers warming the control room. Alex sat on the leather lounge sofa behind the console, practicing an acoustic fingerpicking progression on his vintage Martin guitar. June was sitting at the mixing desk, adjusting…
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