Today I went to work with papa...
Ok, my dad is a sound editor for mostly movies and tv. He works up at this pretty high profile studio, and I thought I'd come up and join him for the day. This place is an absolute dream land for anyone into music production (among other things), because they have studio after studio after studio of top quality hardware. So, I take advantage of this privledge as much as I can. So, Its about mid-day, and Im fucking around with a nord rack 2x, and I've just made this absolutly fucking squelching, heavily resonated, hi octave noise. Just fucking loud screeching noise. No ones around this end of the studio, so I shut the sound proof door, take out the headphones, crank the volume, and now Im ready to make some fucking racket. Just as I pound a couple keys, in walks the owner of the studio, some little mafia type looking guy, and guess fucking who...
Michael Madsen, the actor (reservoir dogs, kill bill 1 [mabye part 2 aswell, dont remember]. Just this ear ripping sonic shatter of sound, right as they walk in. Im just so fucking dumbfounded and embarrased that I immediatly stand up in wake of the circumstances, drop the midi keyboard and nord rack, (which is official owned by the owner of the studio). They just stare at me with this absolute terrorised look, like i just fucking a small child or killed a goat. i almost cried, really.
Mr Madsen just says "uh...i guess this one isnt empty after all"
and then the door closes and they just walk out.
anyway...not that i really needed to share this shit, but im still a tad histeric (my sloppy excuse for a post reflects on that). It WAS the highlight of my day, perhaps even my week. i guess you really had to be there...im not the best at telling stories. just fucking bizzare, nonetheless...
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