My Audacity

Get Help

I need to get help, I really do.

There is a help screen on the Audacity music editor, and I need to just click on the links and take like a whole day to read up on the thing, before I plod ahead with things like the version of The Carcass Song that I recorded last night.

Not only did I go on Campus, I had the audacity to go right into the air conditioned church and recorded in there, using their piano to add to the mix.

The tempo is still a nuisance; I wonder if there is some kind of sync-locking which needs to be done; I know there was a way to set my Alesis drum machine's resolution, so that it would move sounds to the nearest beat that you just missed by a hair...

It made for a more machine-like, precise, kind of robotic dance style, but for the most part it cleaned up slight errors (not intentionally off the beat a little to create a certain "feel").

And a majority of peoples tastes, lean toward the robotic, anyways. That being said; here is a song that only Van Morrison's mother could love...

I guess I will read the manual, before I try to record any more Carcass Songs; which, maybe I'll have time to do at the truck stop in Port Allen, next week.

I know, Port Allen truck stop was supposed to be last week; but the purchase of guitar picks and headphones, a rainy day, and a day spent playing with the computer and the new headphones, instead of using the picks to busk, led to my ruin. I figured that much out. Alcohol is often a factor in those decision making processes.

The good news is that Howard has found a place called "One Stop," where he got a shower and was given clean clothing. He is now hitch hike ready.
Now, it is Friday and my back is against the wall and the chips are down.

The other good news is that I am only about 16 hours away from having my food stamp card charged with 200 bucks. I have gone 5 days "without food" (though someone gave me two slices of pizza yesterday, and I had a couple doughnuts and coffee in the morning).

I'm really not hungry at all; have just kind of forgotten about food...
One of the upsides, I guess, about posting these early experiments, is, the audience will be able to track the improvements in my recordings, which will hopefully come..

I think the stress of watching the church door for silhouettes of LSU campus police can be heard on the recording.

Pushing My Luck On Free Bus

Also, the drivers of the free buses, which go all over the campus before coming downtown, are starting to give me the willies. When the bus I'm on pulls into the hub in the campus "center," if the bus that will take me downtown isn't there, rather than sit and wait for it in "cop central" I often stay on the bus, as it goes around its route again.

One driver asked me "Where are you trying to go?"

I thought about saying that I was homeless and looking for a place to camp off campus, now that the semester is ending and the cops are cracking down on non students (except Howard; he's been unmolested so far, and he even goes into the air conditioned Student Union building and watches TV in the evening, right alongside peoples sons and daughters) and that's why I am riding the  route; I'm sightseeing. 

I finally said I was looking for a Starbucks -someone told me they thought there was one off this route. Which turned into a much too long discussion, as she tried to think of all the Starbucks that she knew of. ...maybe ask this cop coming down the street...

Too Much Stress

The rewards are not worth the amount of stress around here.