Christmas Podcast

Friday, February 23, 2007

Hey guys and dolls! Just wanted to personally apologize for how late the Christmas Podcast was! Sorry! Ha ha. Got a little busy there, ya know???? :)

Ahhhh.

Now.

Fuck you Malach. You bitched for 2 straight months. "Where's the Podcast?" "Where's the Podcast?" "Where's the Podcast?" Well, fist off, see how it's only an hour and change long? It takes time to cut that up. You two hacks walk in farting and eating my food, record for two hours and then pat yourselves on the back for how hard you work and how funny you both are.

You two are funny 1/2 the time. The other half is burping, sighing, giggling um um um umum. It takes 5 hours of editing to clean up 1 hour of recording. Then, I have to reset the volume levels so that when one of you two clowns moves his mike too close or too far, it sounds normal or as close to normal as possible. Another 2 hours. Then, I have to add the effects like bleeping J*sse D*b*c's name 15 times and doing the vices for Jon Bennet and friends. 4 hours. The, the interview. 8 hours. That's 24 hours, not counting save time and upload time. Any time you want to buy the expensive mics, the software and spend 2 years learning to squeeze every square bit of it, you can take the job!

As far as it sucking, it did until I cut half of it. You cite the Jacko interview and the Jon Bennet thing... both POST production to pull this LOUSY podcast out of the crapper it was in. So, shut the fuck up already.

And Crumb, any time YOU want to make a podcast, go ahead. Until then, don't say a fucking word about how many I should or shouldn't have completed.

It's been well chronicled on my blog and here that I am going through some major life changes. Big deal. Aren't we all right? Well... no. Not like this. I'll let you in on one episode where my arms seemed to stretch across the kitchen a good 20 feet. Messing with the brain's chemicals is nasty scary business.

So, have a bit of sympatico. Especially if you're the one who claims to deal with 'people like me' every day. I hope you treat your clients better than you treat your brother.