One of the problems with digital audio is latency. Analog audio happens in real time, traveling down a wire from point A to point B at a speed of roughly 186,000 miles per second. That's pretty friggin fast, even if you're in a Lamborghini Countach.
Read More »Gear failure is almost inevitable in this business. There are hundreds, if not thousands of components that make the production of a show happen. If something in that chain breaks, the whole show can go downhill. That is what makes a good troubleshooter priceless in this industry. Even more priceless is a person who can not only find the problem, but also figure it out before it is a problem on stage.
Read More »This is the final installment of FOH's summer business focus on Nashville as a touring hub, and we're starting where we began, at Soundcheck, because the story of that business is a worthwhile lesson in economics, strategy and humanity.
Read More »If you are a regular reader of this column, then you have already read some of my writings on Equalization, or, as I like to refer to it, "Frequency Manipulation." I never grow tired of this subject. Mainly because all the sound we hear is made up of a combination of frequencies, and the more control you have over those frequencies, the better you can make things sound. It is as simple as that.
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Years ago, when I was getting out into the world, I belonged to a community of idealistic people that was sure to change the world. Armed with an inherent knowledge of our righteousness; driven by the words of Bob Dylan, the Beatles and other well-known mystics and fueled by psychotropic substances, we set out on a "Magical Mystery tour" of self discovery and change. We courted and joined with mystics from the East, we marched for civil rights, and we were elevated by Martin Luther King's "I Have a Dream" speech; we challenged fashion and were thus, fashionably challenged.
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Soundco
Rexroat Sound
Venue
The Downtown Rock Island Arts & Entertainment District
Rock Island, IL
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How the hell did I end up here? How does a guy with an intense fear of falling-who gets nervous on a stepladder-find himself on a warm Sunday night in June standing on a small platform 855 feet above the Las Vegas Strip and prepping to step off said platform into, well, into nothing but air?
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