Write a script to send all tracks in music library through audio processing, to stretch/compress all tracks to 60 seconds, adding that version to a ‘master-song’, till all 80k tracks fit into the single minute.
Archive for April, 2014
In another reuse-the-tools-of-evil idea, I wonder if one could repurpose the content matching robots, to auto-generate music videos for mashup songs. Computer finds the matching phrases from original music videos, and automatically fades in/out in time with the music.
Ideally, the same tool would produce some sort of playlist/mix-list that could be used to generate Karaoke mashups, where you have karaoke versions of the originals that match up close enough.
There is a concept, called a Bacon Number, that is the number of jumps it takes to link an actor between themselves and Kevin Bacon. But what do you call it, if all the linking actors are also named Kevin?
It only occurs to me to wonder, because I get special privs, sorta, at a certain event, through a chain of 3 Mikes.
Say you were a huge, top of the pile company. But you aren’t about to rest on laurels, and the has-beens and wannabes are out there.
“Please don’t poach our ‘best’ talent. Please don’t offer them huge early exit bonuses. Please don’t let hire their own buddies with similar sweetheart deals that work out better if they get ‘fired’ a couple months in, which conveniently just happens to happen. Please don’t let one of our minions take full control of your company, drive it into the ground, get paid off to get lost, and let her…um, or him, yeah, come back to us, with your cash in hand, and more of our stock that just went through the roof at the announcement of your bankruptcy. Please, don’t do that.”
Couldn’t possibly explain certain tech company goings on, maybe?
I’m watching the 2014 NA LCS Spring Split -Semi-Final on twitch, and amused at how incomprehensible most of the color commentary is, as someone who has never really played the game. It’s kind of like watching football as a kid, but the names are funnier.
“Bunny Foo Foo is on the run, but he doesn’t make it”
An Amazon seller sent me a defective cable; I’ll get around to returning it shortly. In the meantime, I’d really like to get on with the project the cable was for, so on my lunch break, I stop by the local Office Depot to see if they have the needed cable in stock. They don’t, but offer it with free delivery to the store, only a 3-5 day wait. Yeah, no.
They did have an entire 5 linear feet of shelving devoted to USB sticks that look like cute animals though. Totally what every professional is looking for.
It is revealed that while Tracy aka The Mother, is the biological source for the children, the mother-figure they grew up with was Barney, who got a sex-change operation after Tracy’s death, when he and Ted realized they were meant for each other.
One of the most noticeable effects of getting tubes in my ears, as an adult, is the sudden loss of bass response (a relatively heavy piece of plastic hanging on the eardrum dampens its response to low frequencies) in my music listening. But it occurs to me, much like the feeling of super-slimed-teeth that one gets after braces are removed, when they finally pull the grommets out, it’s going to be like someone just installed a subwoofer in my head. Hopefully in a good way.
Oddly enough, the dropout that so strongly effects the music I listen to, doesn’t seem to have effected the noise pollution I get from my neighbors, and even makes some kinds of low level noises worse.
But I can understand people talk again, so it will be worth it.