Adventures in Pig-Hacking

Yes, that's the title of today's blog entry. It was brought to you (and me) courtesy of my ex, Jeff, and his sound studio stories about how certain effects actually made it onto soundtracks of films you've actually seen, kiddies!



For one particular movie (which bombed so bad I won't mention it lest I get sued), soldiers trampling through the mud weren't really getting that "glurping" sorta suckling sound that you'd think mud would make. So, the producers called in Jeff and his crack team of "specialists" to physically HACK into a pig carcass placed under a microphone. Messy, maybe but it worked! The sound was recorded, it was blended into the editing, and the stomping of soldier's boots was instantly authentic. Oh, that poor piggie.



I found the Anita Baker cd sitting on my shelf whose jewel case once hung outside this studio. Somehow, it made its way into my collection along with Prince's Black Album(a nifty bootleg) and his Crystal Ball box set--now out of print-- when he became that unpronouncable symbol just to piss off the execs at Warner Bros. Prince was something of an alter-ego for Jeff, whose staid and stoic ways did not scream FUNKY or SEXY, just dutiful and pedantic. Needless to say, I've playing a lot of funk, soul, rap and yes, Prince which of course, brought back these memories. I've been filling my iTunes with tons of goodies as I look at my radio/cd changer questionably. Was there a time I didn't play songs through my iMac? I can't think back that far.



Wow--Miki Howard. God, the obscurities I'm blasting! And my new ATM card arrived, so I have access to cash without waiting on line like a dork at my bank.



Well, it's off to Ohio Players. FIIIIIIIIIIRRRRE!!!!



(Oh, RD? It's time for more Johnny Guitar Watson. Just letting you know.)