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All of these songs are available on CD or MP3. I bought one titled "Songs Around the World 10 Year Anniversary (Remastered) Edition". It's been my falling-asleep music for the past few nights. Good stuff. My favorite cuts are the not-so-familiar tunes, e.g. Biko. However, last night I awoke with a start after realizing they'd altered the harmonies on the chorus of "All You Need is Love". Specifically, they took out George Harrison's descending part. It's a small thing, but I don't think I can fall asleep to that one anymore. It's like having one dark pixel on your display: once noticed you cannot un-see it.

First day puppy-sitting on my own. I had this idea that I'd leave the door open to my garage/office/studio and he could freely wander in and out. Preferably mostly out. Too many things to chew on in here. So there's the door wide open but where does he choose to take a dump? On my carpet, of course. At least he's been running around cleaning up all the cobwebs from the far corners of the room. Yeh, I could bring in the shop vac, but my theory is that cobwebs, if allowed to accumulate, provide additional acoustical absorption.

Remember that cute kid back on page 3? Probably figured she'd be a monster grown up. Yup.

Fearlessly overcoming such obstacles is inspiring. Makes me think that I, too, could prevail despite having less than a thousand plugins.

Credit to bapu for the mix. There's a lot going on in there. In truth, when he first presented this one to me I declined to contribute, saying it would be better to approach it as a power trio seeing as how it was already so dense. Kudos to Ed for refusing to take "no" for an answer and figuring out how to create a space for me so I could channel my inner Jon Lord. Actually, because Jon is still alive I should have said "channeling my inner Keith Emerson". But in truth I'm not that good.

Yes, it's normal that the bus does not show a waveform, because unlike a track it doesn't contain any actual data. Don't know anything about that interface, sorry. (Entschuldigung, es ist 50 Jahre her, dass ich täglich Deutsch gesprochen habe. Und das war bayerisches Deutsch. :)

That method still works, and the Sonitus compressor is still a good choice for doing it. Other compressors can add some flexibility, e.g. having a sidechain filter is handy for fine-tuning. A FET-style compressor can give you very fast attack times if that's what you need. Multi-band compressors let you duck specific frequencies, which can make the action more transparent because you're only ducking frequencies that are most likely to mask another track (e.g. ducking a distorted rhythm guitar with a vocal as the sidechain input).

Do you mean the Melodyne data disappears, or the region becomes hidden?

I'm having fun with it. Manglers aren't normally part of my go-to kit, as my instinct is to go for naturalistic sounds. But there's a place in the blandest porridge for a little cinnamon. There is a readme that tells you what the controls actually do. So yes, the obtuse names are intentional. "Regret", for example, alters the sample rate down to as low as 2KHz. "Sorrow" controls playback speed of the gated signal. "Weep" pitch-shifts the signal to one of six scales. "Dwell" gives a frozen reverb tail.

I am reminded of the old joke...man goes to a fortune teller who informs him he'll experience a devastating tragedy in 12 years. Which he finds depressing. So depressing he gets a puppy to cheer himself up.

Nah, cats are self-centered jerks. Well, mine's pretty mellow, but still. Last night we added a puppy to the household. I got up early this morning to make sure he got outside to pee. My reward: first one to step in a fresh pile of poo. No, it wasn't outside.

It's basically a tremolo effect, but it can do weird and fun stuff to the signal, e.g. pitch-shifting, bitcrushing, down-sampling. Use the "Odd" and "Even" knobs to select the tempo unit for syncing. "Door" controls the depth; turn it fully clockwise for a stutter effect.

Oops. Thanks, Larry. Here's the cryptic UI, which the dev describes as "intentionally vague" to encourage serendipitous experimentation. Gotta love a plugin with a "Regret" knob.

Just downloaded this to test. It's free. 32- and 64-bit, VST2 and VST3.

This is a pretty good one. Actually multiple compressor models. Not subtle, though, nor is it a general all-around compressor. It's a brutal rock crusher.

That is pretty cool. I'm surprised Spitfire hasn't done this yet.

To be fair, Mr. Walsh looks like that all the time. It's not an act. I've seen photos of myself in the groove that were not particularly flattering. Head back, eyes closed and a big grin on my face. At least I don't look like someone just shot my dog.

You would be correct. There are several ways MIDI can dictate volume, e.g. CC7, CC11 and note velocity. Potentially, even something obscure like an accidental NRPN that means something different to the synth being used versus the synth originally being programmed, or a bank change. First, eliminate the obvious: compare the note velocities of the imported data to the default velocity when you hand-plant values via the PRV. You may find that the MIDI file's velocities are intentionally more dynamic, especially if you leave your handmade sequences at their default (e.g. 100) velocities. If the volume difference can't be explained by velocity, and you're certain there are no explicit CC7 or CC11 commands in the data, try inserting your own, either with an automation envelope or a hand-planted CC7 event via the Event List. One way to check for undiscovered CC7s is to set the volume slider in the track header to 127 and hit Play. If the slider moves, then there is something in the MIDI data that's overriding your setting.

I'm sure when she's older some established shredder will take her under his wing and teach her the proper constipation face.

All of my kids, grandkids and great-grandkids have been drawn to the piano. Not one of them bothered to learn how to play it, despite my offers to teach them. But as soon as they can climb up on the bench until around age 6 they love to bang on it. Even the cat joins in, to equivalent effect. My last hope is the youngest of the 19 grandchildren, who's in her third year of guitar at her high school. I bought her a decent guitar with the admonition that I expected a return on my investment. Not sure if making her watch videos like this provides inspiration or frustration:

Do you know what part of Ukraine they're in? Hopefully out west, but more likely in Kiev, which seems to be where the tech industry is centered. But it's gotta be hard to conduct business no matter where they are. Hope they did backups before rushing off to Poland or Romania. This is affecting innocent Russians, too. I am concerned for Voxengo. Alexsey is based in Russia, and many banking operations have been interrupted there. Saw a piece on DW that said restaurants are only taking cash because they can't process CC transactions. I don't know if that affects Alexsey or not. He processes payments via 2CheckOut, which is based outside of Russia, so it should still be OK to buy from him. He might not get paid right away, though. I've verified that you can still download updates from voxengo.com. I hate how one a-hole can screw up so many lives on a whim.

This is what happens when they no longer teach cursive in schools.

There are some things we just don't talk about. Like Moroccan smuggling techniques.

When I was 15 my band played our first out-of-town gig. It was only 30 miles away but felt like the start of a world tour. After the gig, a group of hot girls - we're talking cheerleader-grade hot girls - brought a bottle of whiskey and hung out with us. Me, the nerd who actually liked Algebra class and could type 80 words a minute, being approached by girls who wouldn't have given me the time of day at my high school. I decided right then that a) this was the life for me and b) whiskey tastes like diesel oil.

Wow. That looks exactly like my grandmother's piano. I used to love the tone it produced. My grandparents were Dust Bowl refugees in the 30's. Before moving out West to homestead in Montana, they sold or gave away everything they owned, which wasn't much . Everything but that piano. Grandma wouldn't part with it. They travelled on a flatcar, as they couldn't even afford a seat on the train. I wouldn't be surprised if they had jam sessions on that flatbed to pass the time. They did well in Montana, becoming successful cattle ranchers before eventually moving to the Idaho panhandle shortly before I met them. Grandpa played guitar and mandolin. His band played Saturday nights at the Grange hall, a lively event that carried on until daybreak. It's part of the reason I wanted to join a band in my teens. Well, that and to impress girls.