I basically have four commandments and one rule....
First Commandment.... Respect my equipment at all times....
Second Commandment.... Respect my environment at all times.....
Third Commandment.... Respect me at all times....
Fourth Commandment.... Never ever EVER hand me a CD and tell me you want to sound like band "X". If you really want that sound, go home and practice for years, get a label to pay the extraordinary bills, build me a multimillion dollar room, staff it with multi platinum engineers and producers, clear 1 to 6 months from your schedule, be ready to have a lot of your songs "re-arranged", and make sure to supply plenty of illegal substances and hookers.
First rule.... Break all rules whenever possible. Never do something just because someone else does or you read it in a magazine. Find out for yourself and break all the rules.
i guess in the end, the third commandment may be negotiable. If you just happen to be a pale skinned green eyed long straight black haired wopman with plenty of jail house tattoos and have me tied and chained up hanging over the console, commandment number three does have some flexibility. That reminds me, I have a phone call to go make