07/08/2024
I've lost my dear friend and musical partner Dayna Wittman of WestStreet Recording (and former bassist of the Raleigh Band, The Grateful Dads).
We met about 15 years ago and I immediately recognized him to be a stubborn pain in the ass, and he dutifully acknowledged me as a right as***le. We became more like brothers than friends.
It was because of his passion for the music that we proceeded to make a LOT of good music together. I coaxed him into the digital realm. He infuriated and baffled me at every turn, and I learned more from him about recording than I could have ever learned from a book, or class, or youtube video.
Songwriting has always been a very personal, private experience for me, still, Dayna is (was) the only artist I've ever sat down with to intentionally write a song, and we'd hammered out a couple satisfying bangers together.
We still got together and worked every week, even after health issues knocked at his door. I called him my brother and told him I loved him at the end of every session.
I am so grateful for the time we had together. Thanks, brother, I love you. You did a good job.
If you remember Dayna Wittman, perhaps from his analog studio days in the 80s in Raleigh, I hope you'll share a few stories.