Thursday, October 27, 2016

To the Glee Club Kid...

Dear amateur college glee club kid... I am an audio technician for a living. That means I buy food, pay rent, and contribute materially to the well being of other humans who inhabit my domicile by doing what you see me doing right now. So please keep that in mind when you show up for your soundcheck insisting we have to use your own condensers, which you didn't bother to bring with you. Futhermore, when we offer ours (more than adequate AKG 391s), don't insist that, because you've practiced with yours, that they have to be used for this performance... which is in a parking lot, mind you... when you can't even tell me what mics they are, other than "condensers", and then smugly mention that they're "pretty expensive."
Your case is further diminished when you present an internet picture of a Shure SM81, which (sorry to tell you) isn't "pretty expensive", or, in any way special as far as these things go. In fact, the SM81 is one of the most utilitarian small diaphragm (sorry to get technical, Gleeboy) condensers I can think of. AKG 391s would be an acceptable substitution on any technical rider. (You know what that is, right?)
As (and I use the following term liberally to make a broader point) an artist, you probably find it impossible to fathom that anyone other than yourself is capable of understanding the intricacies, nuances, je nais se quois, etc... of your performance (again, in a god damned parking lot) as it relates to miking you. All I can really tell you is that only amateurs (and Vanilla Ice) have the uncanny mixture of ignorance and hubris that would allow them to condescend to a professional in such away.

By the way, I dropped your 81 on the parking lot.

Monday, September 19, 2016

The York Fair...

Here's a random assortment of photos from my two weeks at the Grandstand at the York Fair...


Color Me Badd, 9/14/2016

Salt N Peppa, 9/14/2016

THE Phil Capp with Alabama's merch pile. 9/17/2016

THE Sean Miller, also with Alabama's merch pile. 9/17/2016

Getting ready for Jeff Dunham and his racist puppets. 9/16/2016

View from the backstage production trailer.

Alabama. 9/17/2016

Demolition Derby, 9/18/2016.

More Demolition Derby. 9/18/2016

Harness Racing. 9/13/2016

I love the 90's, day from hell. 9/14/2016.  This schedule was a goddamn lie.
Yours Truly, having survived the previous day's clusterfuck. 9/15/2016

Tuesday, July 12, 2016

July Road Trip

Went to do audio stuff at Rockford Town Fair in Illinois this past week.  Here are some random pictures...




Our Three Truck - One RV fleet.

Chicago.

Cadlebox... who rocked it hard.

My handwritten patch sheet, which the Keyboard
player for Sammy Kershaw wadded up and
tossed aside, cuz he's an asshole, I guess.

Road-selfie.  On the way home.

Thursday, June 2, 2016

My Synth Pile has grown...

Here's a picture of my Sequential Prophet 6 (middle), joining it's brethren, the Dave Smith Instruments Poly Evolver (bottom), and the Mopho X4 (top).

Saturday, May 7, 2016

A missive to an unknon co-worker...

Dear Unknown Co-worker:

I sincerely appreciate the spirit of thoroughness that led you to vigorously wrap these XLR connections with e-tape.  I can only assume it was the same spirit (gründlichgiest, if you will) that led you to wrap e-tape around the twist-lock motor cable, despite the fact that, as the name suggests, they LOCK into position. 

The spirit of thoroughness is good.

But let me tell you about the spirit of load-out…. 

Perhaps it is a more cynical ethos than that to which you are accustomed.  But make no mistake, it is a spirit of efficiency!  The idea is to take all the gear and other associated show ephemera and put it into the cases, trunks, boxes, totes and what-have-you, then, as quickly as possible, load it all those onto their assigned vessel of transport so that we can leave, and eventually go home and not be at work any more.  Accomplishing this objective is made considerably more difficult when I (or others… but in this case it was me) have to undo needless and excessive taping in the middle of a frenzied push to get out the door.  Not only did it injure the cause of expeditious departure, it caused me to briefly (but earnestly!) wish you severe proctological distress.

In the future, please measure the unlikely circumstance of an XLR cable becoming disconnected during a show, against the certainty that the show will have to be struck when it is over, before over-zealously taping cable together.

Sincerely,


Sound-Dick.