The Daily Adventures of Mixerman by Mixerman

Author:Mixerman
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: MUS032000 MUSIC / Recording &#x26, MUS004000 MUSIC / Business Aspects, Reproduction
ISBN: 9781617131189
Publisher: Backbeat Books
Published: 2009-05-01T00:00:00+00:00

We’re just biding our time.

–Mixerman

Day 23

Audio Placebo

POSTED: AUGUST 29, 2:25 A.M.

Having learned my lesson on how not to act during a filming session, I decided to wear my normal studio clothes, which were basically jeans and a T-shirt. I typically bring a sweatshirt for when the air-conditioning becomes a bit overbearing. Of course, with all the film equipment in the control room, the sweatshirt was nothing short of superfluous. Between a large-frame console, enormous lights, massive amounts of outboard gear, and excessive bodies, the room never got below eighty-five degrees Fahrenheit.

I called Willy this morning to make sure that he would be coming today. He assured me that he would, but that he might be late. As usual, I filled him in on our progress. I told him of the band’s newfound energy owing to the presence of cameras. He was obviously pleased with this news, but his pleasure was displayed only briefly, as he had important information to dispense. Willy began to warn me that Jeramiah would be coming today, and that I was not to change anything based on his recommendations.

Great! I thought to myself, another political hornet’s nest. Just what I needed with cameras rolling.

Willy obviously had some inside information, because not only did Jeramiah show up, he was there before me. The second part of Willy’s prediction came true just minutes after the session began. It seems Jeramiah was uncomfortable with my recording drums to just six tracks.

“That’s two tracks too many,” I replied, hoping he would drop it at that.

Then he began to tell me about how the “world-renowned” mixer Sir Arthur Conan Mixallot has become upset with him upon receiving so few drum tracks.

“Do the drums sound good to you?” I asked innocently.

“Well, yeah, I just think there should be more tracks,” he replied, ignoring the logic that I had set forth in my question. I tried to just ignore his objections, but Jeramiah was a Mook’s Mook, and he wasn’t going to drop the subject. I tried to educate him, but he felt that Sir Arthur’s opinion outranked mine. The expression of that sentiment did nothing toward his cause.

“Are you saying that Sir Arthur doesn’t know what he’s talking about? He is a highly respected engineer!” he replied, and so I abandoned that tack.

To discuss this subject further would only prove to be a complete waste of time. Jeramiah was being filmed, and he was not to be denied. Willy had warned me not to change anything. Even without such warning, I wouldn’t likely change the way I had everything set up just to appease some A&R Mook’s concerns that a mixer might be upset at having his hands tied later. After all, tying hands was my intention. Seeing as Jeramiah was pressing me so hard to change the drums, I had no choice but to give Jeramiah an audio placebo.

Jeramiah wanted twelve drum tracks, and I was printing six drum tracks. I didn’t require an abacus to figure out that if I

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.