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The Singing Revolution

Makes me proud of my half Estonian-ness. Watch the preview.

In the studio last week

First I had the stomping banjo player. Old man luedeke.
His banjo didn’t have a resonator, it was just an open backed thing. He had his own mic installed inside. It sounded quite good, but I mixed in a bit of My microtech geffel from in front about a foot away just to add a bit of air. He was also stomping his foot as part of the sound, but on our parquetry floor just sounded like a bit of a slap, so I pointed a mic at his foot and wound out the top end, so it sounded like more of a thud than a slap.

Then I had Jenny Lewis. She turned up with her acoustic guitar, and another acoustic guitar player and a lap steel player. This is how you trick the engineer – sound check the song with 2 acoustic guitars, both with a blend of pickup and mic. Then when you go live to air, only have one guitar and don’t plug in the pickup. So I went from 4 channels of acoustic in sound check, down to 1 channel on air, without any warning. Yep thanks for that one. She has a great voice.

Neighbours

On Sunday my next door neighbour held a BBQ for the neighbours to say thankyou for putting up with his renovations. It was such a nice afternoon. I met neighbours I’d never seen before. Generally people just keep to themselves, so it was really nice to meet all the people who live around me. Everyone was saying what a great idea it was to get together and that we should do it again.

I thoroughly recommend it. Hold a street party. Get to know your neighbours.

The main talk of the afternoon was regarding the alleged murder that had happened behind my house. Behind me is a lane and directly on the other side is a garage. Late one night in February I noticed people in blue overalls in the garage. Which was not normal. Usually there were about 7 motorbikes and an absolutely huge muscly guy in there. He really was the biggest guy I’ve ever seen in my life, to the point where he looks absolutely ridiculous. Some serious steroid action going on there. But the bikes were gone and instead there were forensic police scouring every inch of the garage. I turned off my lights and spied on them through a crack in the blind. It was like watching CSI. They were picking up things with tweezers and there were chalk marks with numbers placed next to them on the ground. A photographer came and took photos of the chalk marks. Then they bagged up some rubber mats.

Then we got letters in the mail from local police asking if we’d seen a boat parked in the lane. I didn’t know if it’s just neighbourly gossip, but one of the guys at the BBQ seemed to have the knowledge that there had been a murder and the body had been hidden in the boat and then it got dumped in the ocean. Then yesterday I found a business card in our mailbox from the homicide squad asking to call them. I haven’t yet…

So yeah, get to know your neighbours. But be nice to them.

morning

This morning was one of those time I wish I had a camera with me. I had to go down to the Opera House early this morning to record a talk during a breakfast meeting. The sunrise was incredible. I don’t think I can recall a time when I have actually watched the sun come up over the horizon. I really don’t like getting up early. But this was worth it. But no photos unfortunately. The sky was all pink and orange and grey. I did get a Danish though! Remember, free food makes me very happy.

Blue mountains music festival

2 weekends ago DB and I went up the Blue Mountains music Festival to do a live to air broadcast. The plan was to record a duo from England, While and Matthews, at 7. Then at 8:05pm go live with and Australian Folk/rock group called Bluehouse. Then at 8:30 ish we would playback some of the recording of While and Matthews till 9pm. It was a great plan, except that there were huge problems with the PA, so While and Matthews didn’t start playing till 7:45, meaning that there was no way that Bluehouse were going to be ready to play at 8:05 and we wouldn’t have enough recorded material by then of While and Matthews to play at the top of the show. So after some mild panic, we cued up a recording of a recording made the previous weekend at another festival to play at 8:05. In the meantime we recorded While and Matthews and edited up a section to play back at 8:30. Finally Bluehouse got on stage and then at 8:45 we crossed to them live to play out the rest of the show. So, not what we planned but it all worked out fine.

We split all the channels from stage so we could do an independant mix on an Allen and Heath console. Then the mix output was split 3 ways. The first split was to get to the ISDN encoder. This is a little thing we call the Glensound, which looks like a mixer and has an ISDN output for sending the signal back to the ABC master control. We had a line run over to the Clarendon otel, which Telstra had set up for us. Well, they installed the line, but we had to run it over to the backstage area, so DB was climbing the ladder hoisting the cable in the air so that it was off the ground and not in danger of tripping anyone up.
Split 2 went to the laptop with Wavelab for recording the music mix. Split 3 went to a portable hard disk recorder, to be a back up recorder and also to be primary recorder while we were playing off wavelab.

The presenter was backstage with us doing live announcements. DB looked after the music mix and I looked after the broadcast mix.

We stayed the night at the Clarendon motel. It was really nice to not have to drive back after the show. We got to pack up and then sit and relax over a glass of wine and not rush to get back.


The back view of the mess we made.


Starting from the left - laptop with Wavelab,
Little black box - sound devices USB interface for getting the audio into the laptop,
CD player,
Glensound,
underneath the glensound - rack of compressors and lexicon reverb.
Allen and heath mixer.

audio verbal diarrhea

I need to draw attention to a comment on my previous post....

"I know a couple of guys who spend way too much time obsessing over their sound gear, I definitely don't want to use the word U87 around them as that would trigger a long and boring brain dump about every time they've used this or that mic until they're satisfied that they've established that they know more than me. Is that part of the culture because it's happened to me more than once!"

Can I say, I totally relate to this. I can't stand it when guys go on and on about sound gear, to try and prove how much they know. I'm just not interested. So, please tell me you own a U87, but do not dare to try and tell me about every single piece of gear that you have set eyes on and which studios they were in. I get bored to tears.

Is it part of the culture? Well I think it's a guy thing. The amount of times I have had to leave a room because of guys on this tell all mission thinking they really have to prove how good they are. I've never met a girl like this. Although most girls couldn't care about audio in the slightest. But I do know other female sound engineers and they just get on with their work and don't worry about trying to verbalise their skills or bore me to tears about the tech specs of some rubbish new piece of equipment that has just been released. I hate it whe guys give you a big speel about the jobs they've done and make out that it was such a huge gig and go on and on and on and on. I think if you have to tell everyone how good you are you can't be that good. Let your work speak for itself.


End of rant.

audio language

I have often said that I quite regret the fact that i can't speak a foreign language. But then Irealised tonight that I do. I speak the audio language. I was out tonight recording a lecture -not a very challenging gig, but part of the job. Anyway when i told the woman from the venue that i was taking a line out of the PA she freaked out a bit saying she didn't want me pulling any cables out. So I said "no, when i say i'm taking a line out I really mean I'm putting one in", which really didn't help the situation. She was completelt confused. So I had to show her the cable I had plugged in to the PA system, which was the line out I was taking. Are you all confused now?

So that's how I got to thinking that we really do speak a different language sometimes. I might say to you, "Gee it's all sounding a bit wet, and I'm not sure about the 421 on the hats. Deifinitely use the 421 on rack but put a 451 on hats and put a 414 on the floor. Wind up some sparkle on the pultec and widen the image a bit. And I think we need to put a pad on the DI and get rid of the pod and bring me a vox. Oh and the vox track (not like the vox from the previous sentence) needs to be in your face a bit more so squash it as much as possible without making it pump." Got it?


So I'm going to start teaching you my language bit by bit.
First some basic vocab.
Mic = microphone (easy one)
XLR - the proper name for the connector on a mic cable.
XLR cable = microphone cable
Neumann (pronounced noi-man) - German company that make really nice, expensive microphones. It's normal to use the word Neumann as a noun in it's own right - eg. "have you got any Neumanns?"
U87 - a standard studio microphone made by the Neumann company. Quite expensive, so it's quite good to say you have U87. No need to say Neumann U87. Just say U87 or even just 87 and we all know what you mean. eg. "I used a U87 on lead vocal."
This is what one looks like.






Ok that's enough for lesson 1. stay tuned for more next time.

Films

Today's top films to see are - 

The Italian - A Russian film about a 6 year old orphan who is about to be adopted by an Italian couple but decides to run away in an attempt to find his real mother.

Cool Hand Luke - Paul Newman plays a guy who ends up in jail for cutting the heads off parking meters.  Shows his time working in chain gangs - great acting , great script, great photography.

This is England -  a 12 year boy in northern england in the early 80's joins a gang of skinheads after he is repeatedly picked on because of his trousers.  They are a friendly bunch to hang out with until the ringleader gets out of jail.  It's a pretty rough film, but so are the lives of many people.  It's based on the real experiences of the director.

Slumdog Millionaire - this really was worth all the awards it got - Jamil who grew up in the slums of India goes on "Who wants to be a millionaire" and does really well.  The movie tells the story of how he happened to know all the answers to the questions.  Great storytelling...  

I started working my way through Federico Fellini films after hearing an album by an Australian band called The Umbrellas who did a recording of arrangements of the music to Fellini films written by Nino Rota.  That was long sentence. Anyway I was loving the music so much and I have never seen a Fellini film before, so now i'm on way...

The first one i saw was La Strada.  This is about a young woman who is sold by her mother to a travelling entertainer to be his assistant.  Interesting story, good acting.

Then I tried watching 8 1/2, and unfortunately it didn't survive my 30 minute rule - that being, if i can't get into movie within 30 minutes, I give up, it's not worth wasting my time.  I know I am at risk of missing some good things by employing this rule, but you've got to draw the line somewhere.  So 8 1/2 was just way too abstract for me and subtitles were so hard to read I just couldn't get into it.  All the reviews go on about how much of a masterpiece this film is, but I guess I'm just not arty or intellectual enough for it.

Which leads me to the dud film of the week - "Dingo".  An Australian film with Colin Friels and Miles Davis about a young jazz trumpeter in outback WA who dreams of going to Paris to be a professional muso.  Sounds like the type of story I'd like, but the movie was just awful.  The acting was pathetic for a start.  The only reason it survived my 30 minute rule was because the music was so good.  So i stuck out the whole movie, being completely infuriated by it, but enjoying the music.  The first shot is Colin playing his trumpet and it was immediately obvious he was miming.  Pathetic.  If you are going to act in a role, make it look genuine.  (the guys who played the band memebers in "Control" were not musicains, but they learned to play their instruments so that they looked genuine - that's proper acting.  I'm not expecting colin to suddenly become a jazz trumpeter, but at least learn to blow it and learn to play something so that you look like you are actually blowing the thing).  Then Miles Davis' character does an impromptu concert on the tarmac of this outback town.  He's in a 6 piece band, and the soundtrack plays this piece which sounds like a 30 piece big band playing in a studio.  Pathetic.  How about making it sound like a 6 piece band playing outside to match the pictures?  What director would do that?  If you are so ignorant about music that you can't see a problem with this, then don't make a music film.  And, love you miles davis, but you really can't act.  If someone can't act, don't cast them in a film.