FREEEEEEEEEEDOM IS HERE, in 16 and abit.

couldn’t find the live video of freedom, is here,

so make do with no reason to hide.

i love the lighting. music. guitars. keyboards. instruments worship leaders. and kobes/rolf/droff/autumn/joel/darlene/reuben/jill/brooke

but in the end, the binding and underlying factor is GOD.

so enjoy.

i realised i’ve been posting music 3 posts in a row. MUSIC BUG.

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facebook stalkers. hmm.

musings of a aspiring music director/sound techie

listening back to muse/killers/vintage 70s

i was hit with some inspiration.

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most modern music/bands have the drum kit individually mic-ed up
ie: kick, snare, hat, tom1, tom2, tom3, and overhead condensers.

well for mainstream music (what little i listen to) you would hear that the kit is panned center and mixed directly to the stereo main output, or in certain cases, mixed mono to the group faders (with bass for some stupid reason) and out into the stereo mains.

now how about mixing it such that the snare kick and hat are panned center, and tom1 tom2 and tom3 panned from left to right in succession such that when the drummer-boy does a roll, it will sound as if it is actually “rolling” from left to right. also when the drummer-boy decides to do some cool tom-work,  it would sound much more interesting rather than remaining static in the center stereo/mono mix.

well, some people insist they know best, so….

BUT IT DOESN’T MATTER
SO many drummers can’t keep time for nuts,.

this is to address some idiots that think that handsfree mics are better than your run-of-the-mill wireless, MIND YOU THERE  IS A VERY HUGE DIFFERENCE HERE.
handsfree – mainly drama/speaking
wireless – on a stand, usually for more emphatic speakers, AND MUSICIANS.

now, if you’re stupid and still dont understand why, a handsfrees usually have a driver this – big. less driver space, less electric signals, more information loss. not to mention the insanely weak signal that would be a nightmare balancing with a 7 piece band.

the wireless is the direct opposite of that, 48V phantom that makes the techie alot happier with the reduced signal loss. ALOT happier. if the pros can sing with a mic-stand there’s no reason why you cannot.

now, who thinks a solid-state is better than tube amps? i really don’t know who. solid-states do have their advantages, only with seriously RETARDED people who plug keyboards into electric guitar amps, or acoustics. now apart from the stupidity of potential mis-use of tube amps, and the bi-annual need to change tubes (not even done by yourself)

give me another disadvantage.

finally, the title of MUSIC DIRECTOR does come with responsibilities, and more importantly, ability.

so what is the most defining factor of 6/8 time signatures? uhh, uhh uhh…….
so what is the role of a guitarist in the band? don’t make too much noise
so what is the role of a keyboardist in the band? SHREEDDDDDDDDDDDDD OH YEAH KEYBOARD SHRED.
so what is the latest trend in christian music? SHREEDDDDDDDDDDDDD OH YEAH KEYBOARD SHRED.

i’m sure alot of people support me on this.

well, at least i’ve to deal with such “music directors”, and people who don’t know squat about music.

well thank you Old Man, for making me such a lousy and crappy guitarist who is so damn critical about music.

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so what is the latest hillsong album to hit the market? To The Ends of The Earth, definitely, i mean, First Love.

i apologize for the great amount of spite.

how loud?

according to the monster 8 finger tapper,
norm stockton

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HOW LOUD SHOULD MY AMP BE ONSTAGE?
I WANT TO BE SENSITIVE TO THE WORSHIP CONTEXT, BUT SOMETIMES WONDER IF THE BASS/GUITAR CAN EVEN BE HEARD IN THE HOUSE.

Whatever you do, TURN UP. Turn up as loud as possible. Don’t let those temperamental vocalists impose upon your TONE. ha – sorry…couldn’t resist!

Seriously, you have a great question. We bassists are always wondering how we can walk the fine line between being audible & being obtrusive in the worship environment. Let me provide you with the following for your consideration:

The only way you can be positively sure about your level in the house is to go wireless & listen as you walk around in the sanctuary during soundcheck. Unfortunately, most wireless systems negatively affect (i.e. “thin-out”) one’s bass tone. I was unsuccessful in my own experiences with this option for that very reason.

If your soundperson is reasonably competent & assures you that your level is ok, you’re probably alright. You might want to ask a friend who has decent ears to see if they concur.

Depending upon the size of the venue (i.e. small room, or gigantic hall) in which your fellowship meets, you might find that you can play at a higher volume level if you roll off some of the bottom end from your tone. Having a lot of low frequencies (100 hz and below) in your tone will definitely exaggerate the perceived volume of your bass in the house, especially if the room is large (like the gymnasium building my church calls a sanctuary!).

As far as the volume level of your amp onstage, I’d suggest that you set it as loud as you’d like, then turn it down until the soundperson & others onstage with you can tolerate it. If that ends up being too low for you, I’d recommend that you get a speaker stand and prop the amp up & aimed toward you (if you’ve seen “Grooving for Heaven”,Volume 2, that concept is demonstrated during the fretless bass section). It works fantastically, allowing you to play with a reasonable volume without blowing out those near the epicenter – ha (the above suggestion about rolling off the low frequencies a bit is also quite useful here as well, for the same reason).

In the final analysis, for a bass in the worship setting, it’s probably preferable to be slightly on the light end of the house mix, rather than being too loud. You can make occasional subtle contributions even when being a bit low, but have a great potential to disrupt & distract if the bass is pumping out excessive and inappropriate db’s.

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taken from:
http://www.normstockton.com/communication/gear%20talk/loud.htm

oh i really do appreciate it.

from the prologue, it has always been myself, myself, me, i, my problem.

and in the epilogue. absolutely nothing has changed.

enjoy your trip.

i ruined it for you.

Mr. A, Mr. C, Mr. WL

this is a post dedicated to white light, and white noises.

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there once lived 3 humans, Mr. A, Mr. C, and Mr. WL.

Mr. A and Mr C. were tight. real tight.

and one fine day, came along Mr. WL. Mr. WL was new to the organization.

Mr. WL had no one to turn to. his noise levels kinda put all the others around him off.

Mr. C showed a helping hand.

Mr. A was jealous.

someone was competing for his friends’ attention.

Mr. WL was excited.

intensity.

the sense of inclusion from Mr. C was thrilling, and that much more intoxicating.

greater intensity.

more attention perhaps for Mr. WL?

Mr. C couldn’t bear to say no.

Mr. A flipped.

and meaningless discussions at INTENSE LEVLES ensued

Mr. WL had one friend now, turned another against himself, and had the whole office laughing behind his back.

not to mention the deep resentment many had for his childish demeanour.

“grow up dumbshit, speaking loudest never makes you look smart, nor garner the attention that you so seek.”

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did i mention: empty vessels do make a whole crapload of noise, that no one really cares about?

for a lack of inspiration

many questions are left unanswered, maybe cause i’m looking in all the wrong places.

so should i stay on?

my mental state is, with most probabilty, going to collapse if i do any longer.

but it seems that at every turn

i am being told what i should do.

its so clear, but i just refuse to believe it. why?

5 months have been over.

my break, my absence, my drift.

it’s time to give certain things up

teach me to let go.

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mr rinton, mr rinton, give me a good guitar.

i’m going going mad.

somethings just are out, out of your hands.

beyond reach, reach of your fingertips cause

i know the immense improbability that that it would ever happen,

love the dream, of a many PRS PRS, 

you scum! scum with a fortune, directed to a great cause, nonetheless.

an allusion to Lear, Lear, one of the greats of Shakespeare.

audible GOH – (Guest of Honours)

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO STOP IT.

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life. sucks.

thank the heavens there’s the blues.

copper and tin.

i could very well dig a gigantic hole, much better than an ostrich, and just bury myself in it. 

the first time i ever cried at a performance, i’ve always told myself never to be disappointed in what we’ve done, but it just seemed different today.

6 years, 31 people, our ardent supporters, seniors, conductors, ex-conductors, friends, expectations, our own targets, have cumulated to this one performance. 

i tried not to believe it until the emperor hugged me.

the cliche that the higher you climb, the harder you’ll fall, smash your face and decimate every single bone in your body, is rearing its ugly head.

but at the end of it, is it not more than my inability to grasp and accept the reality of what happened?  cause i could try find a million and one excuses for myself, but will i do that?

zhanfeng said this illuminating statement: You know you can’t totally blame the judges, cuase you know you screwed up just enough.

sux worse that u can’t totally blame the judges enough cuz u screwed up just enough to blame yourself?

what the emperor said was true. we didnt trust potato enough. we needed to grow up.

then again, did a 6 year preparation for life have to end this way? 
i’m darn tired.

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some dumbcock actually came up to me and asked whether i was disappointed.
retards like him ought to be shot.

that wonderful smile

i don’t know what i’m thinking most of the time.
but that smile,
seemed, oh, so reassuring.

perfection, enlightenment.

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how much time do i spend daily.
give me time.

flu and mothballs

what does influenza-a and mothballs have in common?

they both stink, and i as sure as hell hate them.

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it’s like putting your dreams in someone else’s hands, and they apparently dont give a damn shit about what happens to it.