So, I was hired to put this thing together somehow. I didn’t know how the hardware worked or how the software worked, but I plugged it all up and started screwing with it. After numerous phone calls to various experts, some of whom were less than thrilled to be fielding my questions, I got it going. There were some kinks, but it basically worked.
Without getting too technical, Johnny’s rig triggers samples from a guitar, which means there are basically limitless possibilities sonically. We found that an actual guitar fires samples (or tracks) better, and this is because the pickup has to wait for half a waveform to go by before it knows to send out a midi note on message, and bass waveforms are much longer than higher note waveforms on a guitar. Oops, I got technical.
I didn’t hear from Johnny all that day, but I did get a call from my boss saying Johnny was worried that I wouldn’t be able to figure it out. Luckily I had the right answer to that question.
We tested the rig, and set up some rehearsals. Each time it’s a case of Rob Wonder and Johnny trying to figure each other out, and me pushing buttons and wiring up this and that so they can make music. Sometimes I put a video camera in their faces and shine a car headlight on them. Sometimes we all go for iced mochas.
It’s good work if you can get it.
Sunday Rob had some health issues that we believe to have been related to the previous night’s party schedule.
“I feel like I am going to shit and puke at the same time,” he said, bending over his turntables and giving his laptop his customary eyebrows-up look.
“You mean shuke?” I asked.
Later we related this to a very friendly bartender at the only open bar late on sunday night that we could locate, which happened to be Trackside in Decatur.
She said “I call that the Stand Up and Turn Arounds”
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