from The Final Revival of Opal & Nev by Dawnie Walton:
BOB HIZE:
The Bond sessions were a nightmare. They’d be blotto off cheap beer; these raccoon-eyed women they’d have hanging around would bring cases of it to the studio, rolling it in on dollies, and then lay about all night complaining. Chet would get into vicious barking rows with the other guys, and once he hurled a bottle at my head when I cut him off in the middle of a song to make some necessary adjustments—I think the primary reason he missed is because he wore sunglasses indoors and could only estimate my general vicinity. After that, I was interested in getting that album done as quickly as possible. In fact, we blasted through it in six nights, and the mixing was done soon after. Other than the constant threats of violence and idiocy by osmosis, making it was simple, wasn’t it? All I had to do was let any thinking and caring and creativity seep away.
I was relieved, but also extremely bitter, when the first single hit.
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