Reverb Discrimination

While I am not an evangelical myself (I am a papist), I do feel for their plight when it comes to lack of representation in reverb settings. Easily found are settings such as “cathedral”, “church”, “large church”, “stone church” and so forth, but I have yet to see a single “megachurch” setting on any reverb plug-in. What gives? Certainly the intricacies of the acoustics of teh modern megachurch are manifold. Someone (not me) should take it upon themselves to model the subtle qualities of a structure which was once a CostCo, but has been converted to a house of worship. What of the reflective qualities of the Dairy Queen in the nave? What of the jumbo sized plasma screen TVs? These large, flat surfaces would undoubtedly reflect the higher frequencies, while the right-angle construction of most big-box stores-cum-megachurches would create sinks detrimental to bass tones. Certainly, the mere bodily presence of over a thousand robust North-American christians will have a marked effect on the timbre of various acoustic guitars, tambourines and fretless basses. Compare for example with the 25 old Mexican women present at the average Catholic mass. Even the service attendance being equal, the mere disparity in corpulence must produce a startling effect. For all secular reverb I use Ambience–I trust their nordic sense of propriety.

Why Sexfizzy Will Win

I have the power of the one name of God. Or is it G-D?

Introduction from Space Stag

Hello all. Like the phoenix but more like a snake, the skin of Snackface has been shorn from my body, and I have been reborn (again) into Space Stag.

I have recently returned from Waikiki, where a small conglomerate of like-minded folk and myself formed a shanty band, a shanty band whose shanties sang of the Laplands and the Caucasus, our previous home.

While I may lack the “skill” or “finessing” of Sexface, I think I have heart.

I also had like 3 days to do my first song, so let’s just call it a proof-of-concept. Let’s just say, “Thank you, Bill Callahan!” Let’s just be among friends.

This is not a real post.

While setting up the blogroll I inadvertently rolled my mouse over the different blog titles and realized there is one of those clairvoyant internet things where it tells you what you most want out of life. Actually, it just gives you words that the internet thinks is indicative of that blog. This further proves my thesis that g.oogle/the whole internet knows more about me than I know about me. Below are the names and the corresponding words.

 

Agresta-
Arabic 
Stream of Consciousness 
The King 
David Lee

P-
Brain Cancer
Name-Origin
Snow Day
Pop Rocks

S.E. Smith-
Ephemera
Eulogies
Sedona
Boombox 
Hankerchief

Arroyo-
Akon 
Cute Girls
ITT Tech
Lil Wayne
Treehouse

Conclusions? P. has us all beat by a fucking longshot, although if I just read this I would think that he might be a little too nostalgic/girly for my taste. Snow-day? Puhleez. I look like a douche in the eyes of the internet/God. While I thought that my real-life personality was dudical, meat head guy tempered by just a hint of twee, blog hipster, the internet has shown me that I am really just a meat head. Maybe a pervert. S.E. Smith is like the opposite of what I thought I was. She has ephemera and eulogies which are both mad twee and poet-y and then she has hankerchief which can either be Morrissey or Young Buck and finally she has boombox. All-star performance. Sedona, though? Hrm. I hope that refers to a cross-over sports utility vehicle. Desert towns are kind of weak. Agresta is on some next level shit that doesn’t make sense to me, but if “David Lee” is “David Lee Roth” than we can totes hang out.