Dad3353

Another faithful user of Flubber, obviously.

Good evening, BH , and ... Plenty to read and amuse you here, and lots to learn and share.

+1 for this ^^. A great read, and read again, and again...

Join the queue; we have a backlog of candidates.

Sounds like a problem with the venue wiring to me. A couple of brief anecdotes; events from a few decades ago..? I was installing the lighting fx in a brand new disco complex. Cabling stuff up under the dj console, I had an intuition. No reason for it; just thought it a Good Idea to test the side-by-side sockets I was going to use. Both read 220 volts, as they should, but I also decided to check the tension between them, and there was the surprise. They had been wired from different phases, and so had 380 volts between them..! Plugging connected stuff into both of these would have certainly 'fried' something, possibly the tech (me..!) or a DJ..! Why did I check this..? No reason, it was (up until then..!) not part of my routine; just a hunch. Lucky escape. Less so for my unfortunate brother, 'roadying' for a local variety band. Plugged in the PA into the house sockets, turned it on, and smoked it all. The sockets were unmarked, but were 380 volts, not 220. The stack of Peavey 800W PA amps blew, taking every single HP with them in the JBL 8 x 15 columns. No FOH for the show that evening, and it took me several weeks to firstly order and receive, then install, all the elements that had suffered; there were a lot. Moral of the stories..? Don't trust house wiring, ever. It's rare that it kills, but it only needs to be once...

This ^^ is easy to obtain, install and run. The six free fx are good, the others are reasonably priced. A Good Tip; thanks for sharing.

No, it's the top of the pop's beverages.

No, no; courage, old lad. As I progressively lose more and more of my auditory faculties, I appreciate more and more your vocal offerings. The Singing Postman had a career (of sorts...), so there's hope for us all, no..? I can't say I've found the key to voting success either, though, so don't listen to me. (No, I didn't mean 'Don't listen to my entry', you fool..! D'oh..! I give up..! )

What..? Without a pop filter..? How dare you..! I'll have you know (it's one of my many tightly-held secrets, but now that I'm provoked...) that that was recorded from the front face of a Sennheiser E609, carefully held by hand inside its protective soft case..! If that's not a pop filter, I don't know what is..! (Unless, of course, you're confusing 'Pop' with 'Dad'..! )

Doesn't count; he wants a work horse, not a wild cat. Maybe a Mustang..? Or a Rickie; many folks say it's a one-trick pony, which is close.

... as is my cornet playing. I'm flattered. On second thoughts, I might just try it, as a challenge to self. Don't wait up, though. Hmm... Have I any spare wax cylinders..? [ Potters off, rubbing a furrowed brow until the twinges get too bad, then turns back to put the kettle on. 'Now then, what was I going to go upstairs for..? Something to do with cornets..? Hmm...' ] Edit: @MoonBassAlpha OK, the deed is done. Don't blame me; blame 'im there... (points wildly around, trying to focus tired eyes...)

Fixed.

Broncho.

Given the choice, I'd have preferred Mr Astley, I think. (Although, having looked up who he is, it's a close-run race....)

That's more like it..! I'd be interested in a bass like that.It's getting closer to the Rob Allen styling, which, from me, is high praise. I'll pass on the wallpaper, though. My Dad would paste up similar patterns in the living room. It's the stuff of nightmares. Pop art..? Not for me, thanks.

I used Harry, one of the options on the 'From Text To Speech' web site. I've used him before, in various guises. The result needs 'tweaking', but I have to have some input somewhere, I suppose, so that's OK with me. Genius..? Of course; what else..?

Goodness gracious; t'ain't like that at any church I've ever been in..! It's all just playing the crowd, just like any of the adverts on 'telly. Overplaying..? Any more than a wheezing pedalled harmonium is overkill, in my (admittedly heathen...) book. The Grand Organ in the cathedrals are equally 'guilty' of gilding the lily, too, with their Toccatas and Messes. To me, it's all about manipulation of the Mass; it takes what it takes. One plays what's needed for the occasion, and if there's an electric band doing their stuff, it's part of having an electric band. If it's to be 'soft-pedalled', use an acoustic and strum, s'all, I'd say. The 'shows' in the videos above have very little ecclesiastical content, in my view.

Good afternoon, Bud, and ... Plenty to read and amuse you here, and lots to learn and share.

"Who snoozes, loses..!" ...

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Good evening, KL , and ... Plenty to read and amuse you here, and lots to learn and share.

Here is my contribution to the September 2018 Basschat Composition Challenge, inspired by a picture chosen by last month's winner: JBP. Three Kontakt strummed guitars and 'vocals' from Harry, that's all. A spot of delay and light compression; nothing more. Edit: By popular request, I've replaced Harry's fine vocal effort with my very own dulcet tones; a first. Whatever next, singing..? Ha..! The 'lyrics' are set out in full below, for those wanting to sing along. The chords..? They sound familiar..? Could be, although I've made 'em very much campfire 'vanilla', so... Thanks for listening, if you already have; if you're about to, enjoy. Lyrics... For folks below who moaned at The noise of my machine I've found the perfect answer to My grass-cutting routine Of which I'm very keen I'll take my Flymo to the Moon I know it seems a dream But out here, up in Space No-one can hear me scream No-one can hear me scream At all those rotten neighbours who Would always vent their spleen At any time they'd see me take My can of gasoline Now, this is what I mean And they would... Moan, moan, moan It spoiled my habitat Moan, moan, moan I've had enough of that ... ... I'll take my Flymo to the Moon It's such a clever scheme 'Cos out here, up in Space No-one can here me scream I hope you're satisfied, so put Away your submachine Gun; you won't need it now Pull out its magazine No need to intervene Because... I'll take my Flymo to the Moon Although it does sound quite extreme Way out here, up in Space No-one can hear me scream This grass is... Mown, mown, mown I have to make it neat Mown, mown, mown It keeps me on my feet ... No-one can hear me scream Obscenities and even worse I had to vent my spleen Although it's really pleasant here And 'Yes, the cheese is green' And once mown, it's pristine I'll take my Flymo to the Moon Win back my self-esteem Far out, here, up in Space No-one can hear me scream No-one can hear me scream No-one can hear me scream No-one can hear me scream No-one can hear me scream

I agree. The tracks of a bulldozer.

Such as 'The Exorcist'..?