Last night, Dwayne Wade of the Miami Heat made one of the most incredible shots I have ever seen in my life. YouTube has nearly identical clips here and here (second one is shorter, but better detail). Anyone who pays any attention at all to sports has probably seen or heard about this shot already (yes, it’s THAT amazing), but I posted this because a) I know that many of my readers don’t pay attention to sports, b) I know that one of my readers (my dad) refuses to acknowledge the existence of the NBA, and c) both a) and b) should witness this amazingness.
In the genetic-non-suprise of the week, I generally agree with my dad about the agony that is NBA basketball. Recently, the league has seemed big, slow, and violent, which is especially awful considering that the run-and-gun has really made a return at the college level recently (see: 2005 NCAA Champions North Carolina). Last year, though, the Phoenix Suns impacted the league in a significant way by shrinking the size of their lineup and running like mad. The ENTIRE TIME.
For some reason, the playoffs have been incredible this year. There is a lot of very young talent (LeBron, Wade, Carmelo Anthony, Gilbert Arenas), and the landscape of the game has changed (Bill Simmons did a very good article explaining this a couple of weeks ago). A late lead is no longer safe. Defense is being played, but muggings are no longer allowed. The NBA has all of a sudden become fun to watch again.
I’m not insisting that you become a playoff junkie for the next 3 months (or however long these things will end up going), but I do think you should watch that Wade lay-up again. Once more. OK. Again. Are you kidding me?
Archive for May, 2006
D-Wade A-mazes
Tuesday, May 30th, 2006(r)esist
Friday, May 26th, 2006Of Mixing and Mixers
Wednesday, May 24th, 2006Good news: I am done, pending final band approval, mixing the Lone Strangers new album, Revolve. That only took 6 weeks longer than it was supposed to. I knew that it had taken too long when I was listening to mixed wav files today, hit stop, and was surprised that there were no reverb trails (nerd alert!).
In somewhat related news, I learned yesterday what REM, Toby Keith, Bon Jovi, the Kaiser Chefs, Prince, Wilco, Blink 182, Ben Harper, Linkin Park, Pink Floyd, Paul McCartney, the Rolling Stones, U2, and Coldplay all have in common: they use the Midas XL4 mixing console when on tour. It is about as close to the industry standard as you can get.
Todd from the Audio Engineering Group was saying that at the Bon Jovi show in Des Moines, they had 2 (TWO!) of the 96-channel boards set up – one to mix with, and one as a backup, in case the other failed. Not too shabby, he pointed out, considering that the 96-channel boards go for about $256,000 each. And people think I’m crazy when I say that we could easily spend (only) $150,000 on a PA!
Anyway, I did some research on the intrawebs and, lo and behold, there is a bargain-priced previously-owned 48-channel XL4 that is currently for sale. And it doesn’t cost anywhere NEAR a quarter of a million dollars (though it is only 48 channels). So… what are we waiting for?
Foto de Moustache
Tuesday, May 9th, 2006Scott has the goods… though my favorite is this one:
I know that there are more pictures floating around out there… so lets see ‘em, already. If you email them to me, I’ll post them. If you have them posted, email me and I’ll link to them.
You can never have too many moustaches.
How to Be a Rock Star
Monday, May 8th, 2006In my time as a sound-guy, I have noticed some trends in the music industry. So, based on my experiences and observations of artists from all around the country, I have compiled a list that should be helpful to aspiring artists.
The Things That You Need to Succeed as a Rock and Roll Musician:
-Women’s jeans (pre-worn/torn is a must)
-Studded/rhinestone belt1 (the fashionable way to keep those way-too-small pants from falling way-too-far down your skinny butt)
-Converse shoes (other low cut skate shoes are acceptable substitutes)
-Retro screened t-shirt2 (70’s is best, 80’s will do; must also have an undershirt to keep your skinny frame warm)*
-Sport coat (didn’t anyone learn anything from watching Miami Vice reruns?)
-Emo-mop haircut3 (plastered down in front, flattened and spikey on one corner; also known to the less-enlightened as “bed-head”)
-0% body fat4 (apparently the ’starving to death’ look is hip)
1Thick-framed emo-glasses are an acceptable, but not required, accessory
2An ugly shirt (not quite buttoned) and tie (not quite tied) combo can be substituted for the screened t-shirt
3Ridiculous, ugly facial-hair is optional
4I’m not kidding. If you want to succeed, just plan on not eating for the next 5 years. There’s nothing wrong with getting nutrition from all of the beer that you drink before going on stage.
Global Warming – Its Coming Right For Us
Sunday, May 7th, 2006New Storm on Jupiter Hints at Climate Change
Wait… so now the climate is changing on Jupiter? That’s it! I’ve had it! No more bickering and wasting time – we need to ratify the Kyoto Protocol NOW!
(Credit where due: opinionjournal.com)
May 5th
Friday, May 5th, 2006Courtesy of my father:
Most people don’t know that back in 1912, Hellmann’s mayonnaise was manufactured in England.
In fact, the Titanic was carrying 12,000 jars of the condiment scheduled for delivery in Vera Cruz, Mexico, which was to be the next port of call for the great ship after its stop in New York.
This would have been the largest single shipment of mayonnaise ever delivered to Mexico. But as we know, the great ship did not make it to New York. The ship hit an iceberg and sank, and the cargo was forever lost.
The people of Mexico, who were crazy about mayonnaise, and were eagerly awaiting its delivery, were disconsolate at the loss. Their anguish was so great, that they declared a National Day of Mourning, which they still observe to this day.
The National Day of Mourning occurs each year on May 5th and is known, of course, as Sinko de Mayo.
Headlines?
Thursday, May 4th, 2006McClellan: Bush ‘Can Speak Spanish But Not That Well’
“The president can speak Spanish but not that well,” White House press secretary Scott McClellan said. “He’s not that good with his Spanish.”
McClellan’s comment was noticeable because presidential press secretaries usually boast about a president’s ability rather than talk about any shortcomings. McClellan is in the last days of his job, leaving the White House next week.
How is this newsworthy? How is this a shortcoming? The president can also speak English, but not that well.
I, for one, was hoping that he would magically become articulate when speaking in Spanish. Drat.
Algunos hablan español bien. Otros… no… bein… hablan… puedar…
Noise Gates
Thursday, May 4th, 2006When making a high-quality recording a song, control over every element is very important. The better your conrol over every detail, the more options it gives you for a final mix of a song. For example, if you put 3 different microphones on the bass-guitar amp when recording, this gives you 3 different tones to use when mixing. As I am fond of saying, you can always take something out of the mix, but, if you don’t have it, you can’t put it in.
One of the most difficult things to have detailed control over is a drum set. Even if you put a microphone on every drum, it is still impossible to stop instances of “bleed-through.” Example: when the drummer hits their snare drum, the pop is “heard” by every microphone on the drum kit. The problem with this is that, even if you turn the snare drum all the way down, it is still easily heard through all of the other microphones when the recording is played back. This means that adjustments to the equalization, compression, reverb, etc. on each drum are more ‘ballpark’ adjustments than precise ones.
To combat this problem, some very smart engineers dreamed up a device called a Noise Gate. This device, in essence, only allows sounds of a certain volume to be heard. If you could measure loudness on a scale of 1-10 and set the threshold of your noise gate at 3, sounds louder than 3 would be heard (allowed through the gate), while any sounds softer than 3 would not be let through the gate: the listener would hear only silence.
An example of when this would be useful would be a vocal microphone on a stage with a full band. While the vocalist is not singing, you don’t want the background noise of the drums and guitars to come through the microphone, so you put on a noise gate. Then there is only silence until the vocalist sings, at which point the noise gate opens, and the microphone ‘turns on.’ Magic!
Unfortunately, I have never been able to get noise gates to work on a drum set. There are too many things going on and too much bleed through. The snare always opens the gates for the other drums, and the opening and closing of the gates can lead to some awkward sounds. So I had pretty much given up on them.
Until, that is, I discovered frequency sensitive gating technology! This allows you to set the volume where the gate opens (3, in our example), and ALSO the frequency range at which the gate ‘listens’ to the volume. So for a Tom that resonates at 250Hz, you would set the frequency from about 100-500Hz (or something like that). This way, when cymbals crash, the gate-keeper doesn’t even hear them. All of the high-frequency ‘pop’ from a snare drum is ignored. But when the Tom hits, the gate opens up. To do this to all of the drums, of course, takes a long time and a lot of fine tuning, but arguably leaves you with a much cleaner, superior sounding mix.
Apparently this tool has been available for some time, but I just recently became aware of it. The morals of the story are, 1) discovering new technology is wonderful, and 2) if you’re wondering why it’s taking so long to finish the new Lone Strangers CD… now you know.
Highlight of the Week
Wednesday, May 3rd, 2006Last night I ate dinner ate the UDCC (aka Union Drive Community Center, aka Food Scurvice), courtesy of Teply, who was throwing a party and blowing out some of the last remaining dining dollars. Since I’ve been out of college for three years now, and out of the dorms for four, I enjoy going back into the lion’s den of indigestion and immaturity every once and awhile. After all, it’s not all that different from my kitchen.
After about an hour of joyous socialization and pigging out, we were getting ready to leave, when a young lady looked at me and said, “Wait a minute – didn’t you graduate last semester?” I paused, thought for a second, smiled, and then answered. “Nope.”
Best. Dining. Experience. Evar.