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This could be relevant. I have two mice I use on my PC, the same model, one uses the dongle plugged into the PC and the other uses a dongle plugged into my external keyboard. Will research, thanks.
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Device Manager shows 'HID Compliant Mouse' twice. And restarting Sonar usually (but not always) fixes it.
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I'm afraid I have to post an issue, although I'm unsure if this is unique to this release. I have long passages of MIDI strings, played by hand by me, rather badly. After a lot of fixing, I want to go back and smooth out the MIDI velocity for all the notes. However the click and drag technique is spotty; sometimes it just stops working. Same for Shift+Click+Drag; sometimes it just doesn't work. Sometimes restarting Sonar fixes it, other times not.
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Thanks, T. I tried to make it a journey. Would love to go there some day.
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Thanks, everyone, for your feedback. Here's the final, released version.
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I rather doubt it. It is BBC Orchestra, but it's free. I suspect there's only so much I can do with this. I may try an acoustic guitar solo again. Still thinking.
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Thanks. I'll ask you the same question I asked Wookiee - do the strings sound real enough to you? I'm worried they don't.
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Do you think the strings sound too fakey?
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Free plugin called BBC orchestra. I used it both for the brass and the strings.
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Thanks. I went back and forth between 'found' and 'had,' settled on found. The idea is not to find the same thing, but something like it. I actually spent a crap ton of time writing, rewriting, revising. More, I think, than any other song of mine. I do like the idea of repeating that line during the fade out...
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This is charming. It's a bit like XTC meets Steely Dan. Chord changes that are intriguing, weird in places, yet it works. I feel like the percussion hits a little too hard without any sense of flow to smooth it out. It kinds of clomps along to my ears. Maybe that's by design, I dunno, but it struck me. (No pun intended.) I wanted to jump into a lyrical analysis, but this is a recording site, not a songwriting site. That said, the production is stellar. The mix blends so well, everything works. The drums are my only thought.
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Man, when I grow up I want my recordings to sound like this. Everything is super clear, blends together so well. Lots of great textures, great groove! Just needs a singer! 😉
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This is outstanding. The vibrato distorted guitar really hits the 'stress' button hard right out the gate. Rocks hard, but not too hard. Great lyrics, flawless singing and playing. Everything sounds well balanced, pro level to my ears.
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Returning home after years away, from overseas I made my way I walked the world then came back home, an old guitar and a book of poems Roads are quiet, light is dim, the town is empty, look within Up the rocks to the Pinnacle, the fog’s is something mythical Fifty-Eight, and Twenty-Five E, Kentucky, Virginia and Tennessee (At the) Old Mill Inn, the rivers roil, my roots are in this native soil I have walked ten thousand years, I’m waiting for the smoke to clear I wash my feet, the river cold, beneath the trees lay down my load Friends and lovers, some are here, others gone, my near and dear The cemetery with Mawmaw Lou, can’t bring myself to visit you Middlesboro and Harrowgate, sometimes crooked, sometimes straight (But) some things here are still unspoiled, Cumberland, my native soil I came back after years away, why I did I couldn’t say What I seek still isn’t clear, maybe she’ll help me find it here I’m hiking through the Gap again, (like) three hundred thousand other men The land is green, the air is clear, I’m not the first to pass through here Look inside, I’m still alone, it does no good that I’ve come home I don’t quite know what I’m lookin’ for, just wanna find what I found before Fifty-Eight, and Twenty-Five E, Kentucky, Virginia and Tennessee The day I leave this mortal coil, bury me in my native soil