Dad3353

I'll wait awhile before setting up the presses for the Certificate(s).

Surely overkill, given the OP's brief..? A splendid mic, I've no doubt, but there's a long way to go in home recording before its qualities come to the fore, I'd suggest. If money's no object, fine, but is it the case here..?

Readers of Rolling Stone that would put Meg White above Joe Morello in a graded list of drummers..? It's a rum ol' world alright, but still...

Fixed.

That's OK, as long as he gets a receipt, with VAT. ...

Must be different in France, then. We were registered as an association, just like the local tennis club, a music school and the organising of our local music festivals. All declared as 'non-profit' associations.

We did all of that; there are templates for most of it on line, and it all worked well for several years. There was no, or very little, cost involved. How do your local football or tennis clubs work..? It should be similar, I'd have thought.

Not sure about the UK, but, in France, it's easy enough for a local Association (table tennis, footie team, Am-Dram society etc...) to have a bank account. It needs only three designated members (President, Secretary, Treasurer...) and have meetings with Members. Our band (Kiemsa...) used this for the whole of its existence, with official 'meetings' every three years, to vote in the statuary roles, above. It works very well, for very little, or no, cost, and has advantages when contacting other Administrations, such as Town Halls and the like.

A drummer speeding up or slowing down during the song is not the same issue as setting the tempo for the band at the start (clashing the drumsticks as a 'click', whilst shouting out '1-2-3-4' for a 4/4 song ('1-2-3' for a 3/4 song etc...). Once this tempo has been declared, every player is expected to adhere to this tempo, assuming no tempo change in the composition itself. It doesn't have to be the drummer, as long as there's someone else with a pair of sticks to clash and a loud voice.

Word.

Welcome to the First World. ...

The British Association of Anger Management ...

I sincerely hope for your health and safety's sake that your bandmate drummer has a lot more patience and restraint than I. A pedagogic approach of this nature would, at a minimum, be met by me with a deft drumstick through the offending metronome, and a fair few Anglo-Saxon words and phrases that would make my displeasure clear to all around. Still, if it works for you both...

Have you an alarm clock..? ...

Well, the link in your signature works; maybe if you put a (smallish..!) image above that link, with a downward-pointing arrow, that might draw enough attention to it..? Just a thought, as a 'work-around'.

I'd imagine that those sending spam are using usurped Hotmail and other providers; the original owner of the address probably has no idea of what's going out under their banner. I doubt that good spammers sign up to Hotmail to get a 'legit' address; why would they..?

An interesting topic, and fine demonstrations, but I'm not sure that any would be of use to someone like me, with a voice more in the range of a sick crow than much else. Flowers die when I try, so I desist, despite wanting to sing stuff sometimes. Not opera; just a few lines from bands I played with, decades ago, that I'd love to be able to record. A Lost Cause, I fear.

... or blind.

Look no further than the Superlux E205 (£39 from Thomann, plus £10 shipping...). It'll do voice, guitar, bass, kazoo, drums, bagpipes (OK, no bagpipes, but you get the idea...). Any downside..? only one : it will need 'phantom' powering (which won't be a problem for just about every audio interface, but you can't just plug it into a PC...). We use them for recording, and have done for years. Excellent value for money. https://i.imgur.com/DGsm47z.png

It's a strange world where one can get passionate about such things.

The music teacher, Mr Smith (for it was he...) would sit at the piano in the Great Hall, with the class of boys on the benches before him. He would play one note on the piano, and ask, sternly : 'What note was that..?'. Every boy put up his hand (myself included...), hoping not to be picked. 'G..?' says, timidly, the designated victim. 'Wrong..!' Another note; another victim : 'A..?' Wrong..! Each time, all hands would be raised; nobody had any idea of what note had been played. Another note... My hand goes up, as usual; I'm chosen. 'D...' I reply (I have no idea what note was played...). 'Correct'. Another note, another victim. Some minutes later, my hand goes up again, as always; I'm pointed at. 'What note was that..?'. 'Middle C...' I reply. 'Correct.' I put my hand up each and every time for all the lessons of the sort, but was never again picked. Had I known what the note was..? No, of course not..! What did I learn from our music lessons..? If one is confident in one's approach, and lucky enough to be right first (and second...) time, one's reputation is established for ever, with no requirement to further prove one's abilities. This, which I call my 'Middle C' principle, has served me in good stead in many applications throughout my life and career, and all thanks to Mr 'Goatee' Smith, our music teacher.

Hmm... with waltzes, javas and more in some repertoires, that could get interesting..!