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WHO ARE WE? 2011

Started by LMNO, December 28, 2010, 08:55:44 PM

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LMNO

000 Noise removal can work... but you could also add some ambient noise to it, like traffic noises, or a rainstorm, masking the hiss.  If you're getting a hum, move your netbook away from any other thing that has a motor or electronics in it.

Another idea is to record it into your phone, and then dump that into audacity.  (Which does crash, because it's free.)

Basically, use the limitations of your equipment as features.

And no problems with editing my copypasta.

Lies

There are still a few "jsuts" that are wrong, btw.
- So the New World Order does not actually exist?
- Oh it exists, and how!
Ask the slaves whose labour built the White House;
Ask the slaves of today tied down to sweatshops and brothels to escape hunger;
Ask most women, second class citizens, in a pervasive rape culture;
Ask the non-human creatures who inhabit the planet:
whales, bears, frogs, tuna, bees, slaughtered farm animals;
Ask the natives of the Americas and Australia on whose land
you live today, on whose graves your factories, farms and neighbourhoods stand;
ask any of them this, ask them if the New World Order is true;
they'll tell you plainly: the New World Order... is you!

Triple Zero

Ok cool. Using my phone to record is a great idea, thanks :) No idea how the sound quality on that will be, but at least it's designed to record speech intelligibly so that's good, indeed no worries about it sounding phoney (heh).

About the ambient noise, since I suppose the tracks are going to be concatenated together, I think it would be better if the ambient noise would be a single track over all the different parts, so I'm just going to record it relatively "clean".

I already tried disconnecting the netbook from the power cable, which reduced the noise so it was at least quiter than my own voice ;)

How's my accent sound? Probably pretty thick, no? :) I think this is probably one of the first times I posted my voice to PD, heh.
Ex-Soviet Bloc Sexual Attack Swede of Tomorrow™
e-prime disclaimer: let it seem fairly unclear I understand the apparent subjectivity of the above statements. maybe.

INFORMATION SO POWERFUL, YOU ACTUALLY NEED LESS.

Phox

Damn it, I just ran about 5 tests with Audacity, and you didn't need my results.  :lulz:

I like your accent.

LMNO

Yeah, Trip.  Your voice sounds great.

Incoming PM.

President Television

We're the political people.  We are the revolutionaries, the bold dreamers of a new era. We know you work hard, and we know that sometimes you get frustrated at the way the world goes round. You're tired of socialism, right? Aren't you tired of all those bleeding-heart liberals ruining the nation? We want you to know that that's ok. You do have options. You may not be able to afford them right now, but do things our way and you'll have plenty of money to pay for your own roads when the time finally comes. We promise. Who are we?
My shit list: Stephen Harper, anarchists that complain about taxes instead of institutionalized torture, those people walking, anyone who lets a single aspect of themselves define their entire personality, salesmen that don't smoke pipes, Fredericton New Brunswick, bigots, philosophy majors, my nemesis, pirates that don't do anything, criminals without class, sociopaths, narcissists, furries, juggalos, foes.

Triple Zero

Quote from: Doktor Phox on December 29, 2010, 03:15:42 PM
Damn it, I just ran about 5 tests with Audacity, and you didn't need my results.  :lulz:

I like your accent.

Thanks :) What kind of tests?

Also, it turned out Audacity was able to recover my recording after the crash when I restarted it, which is why I didn't loose it.

When I get a better mic (or my phone) I'll probably do three takes for every sentence, cause one thing I don't like is that some words are really quiet near their ends. Maybe it's just the way I speak though.
Ex-Soviet Bloc Sexual Attack Swede of Tomorrow™
e-prime disclaimer: let it seem fairly unclear I understand the apparent subjectivity of the above statements. maybe.

INFORMATION SO POWERFUL, YOU ACTUALLY NEED LESS.

Phox

Quote from: Triple Zero on December 29, 2010, 03:38:17 PM
Quote from: Doktor Phox on December 29, 2010, 03:15:42 PM
Damn it, I just ran about 5 tests with Audacity, and you didn't need my results.  :lulz:

I like your accent.

Thanks :) What kind of tests?

Also, it turned out Audacity was able to recover my recording after the crash when I restarted it, which is why I didn't loose it.

When I get a better mic (or my phone) I'll probably do three takes for every sentence, cause one thing I don't like is that some words are really quiet near their ends. Maybe it's just the way I speak though.

Noise removal. I found out that my voice gets destroyed by it.  :lulz:

Eater of Clowns

Recorded.  Still not a fan of my voice, but eh.  How am I getting these to people?
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EoC, you are the bane of my existence.

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EoC makes creepy worse.

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the afflicted persons get hold of and consume carrots even in socially quite unacceptable situations.

Triple Zero

Quote from: Eater of Clowns on December 29, 2010, 04:06:28 PM
Recorded.  Still not a fan of my voice, but eh.  How am I getting these to people?

Give it to the Sharing People. We share your files. Their files. Everybody's files. Because we believe in FreedomTM. Freedom to share anything to anyone. To you. From you. High quality data. Data that wants to be out there, free, for anyone to pick up and share, sell and re-share. Freedom from the Digital Rights People. Formal people. Boring people. People that painstakingly crafted data. Data they don't want you to have but is rightfully yours. Making money and cramping your space, your machines, to make more money. Creating data. Freezing data. Trimming, cutting and imprisoning data, in order to produce more novel data. Data on you, ordering data so it is theirs again. People that protect their digital rights. Your digital rights. The right to buy more data. Data that doesn't belong to the sharing people, the people that destroy new data before it is even born.
Ex-Soviet Bloc Sexual Attack Swede of Tomorrow™
e-prime disclaimer: let it seem fairly unclear I understand the apparent subjectivity of the above statements. maybe.

INFORMATION SO POWERFUL, YOU ACTUALLY NEED LESS.

Nephew Twiddleton

Quote from: Triple Zero on December 29, 2010, 03:12:09 PM
Ok cool. Using my phone to record is a great idea, thanks :) No idea how the sound quality on that will be, but at least it's designed to record speech intelligibly so that's good, indeed no worries about it sounding phoney (heh).

About the ambient noise, since I suppose the tracks are going to be concatenated together, I think it would be better if the ambient noise would be a single track over all the different parts, so I'm just going to record it relatively "clean".

I already tried disconnecting the netbook from the power cable, which reduced the noise so it was at least quiter than my own voice ;)

How's my accent sound? Probably pretty thick, no? :) I think this is probably one of the first times I posted my voice to PD, heh.

Your accent is cool, and certainly nowhere as thick as other Dutch people on youtube. The only thickly accented word was comfortable, but then again, I tend to pronounce that oddly too (cumfterble)
Strange and Terrible Organ Laminator of Yesterday's Heavy Scene
Sentence or sentence fragment pending

Soy El Vaquero Peludo de Oro

TIM AM I, PRIMARY OF THE EXTRA-ATMOSPHERIC SIMIANS

Jenne

We're the righteous people.  We give you all you need to feel you're right.  Think you're not?  That's OK!  We have plenty of bullhorns and misspelled signage that drowns those niggling little fears right away!  Afraid you might still be going to Hell?  Not to worry, we have all you need to feel the right way.  Sunday mornings, Wednesday evenings!  Coffee shops inside your local box church to make YOU feel right at home.  Consume your religion, and you'll get a Grade A bonus of sending the little ones who can't afford it Jesus Camp!  We donate 10% of our profits not to a prophet but to preach and teach to those nasty, sinning neighbors of yours!

Who are we?  We're the people on YOUR side.  Right, wrong, indifferent?  That's ok!  We have a club for you!  You'll always belong, you'll always have a label.  We want you to fit in, fit right and move forward.  Nothing will get done, but you'll still feel like it is!  We'll funnel your tax money into the causes you think you want, and if you don't know what you want, we'll TELL you.  We're the people with answers, answers to questions you didn't even know existed!  Why suffer with education, information and soundbites no one understands anymore?

We will tell you what you need to know, what you need to think, and which group you belong to.  You belong.  You belong with us.

Who are we?

Jenne


Juana

No. I like it :)

Who are we? We are your neighbors. The ones with the nicer car and the nicer house. Our kids are better, our wives prettier, our husbands more handsome, our pets cuter than yours. Your wife wants to have coffee with ours, your husband wants to bullshit with ours over the fence, your kids want to hang out with ours. Hell, you and yours want to be us.
But you can't.

WHO ARE WE? Unobtainable.
"I dispose of obsolete meat machines.  Not because I hate them (I do) and not because they deserve it (they do), but because they are in the way and those older ones don't meet emissions codes.  They emit too much.  You don't like them and I don't like them, so spare me the hysteria."

Roaring Biscuit!

Who are we?

We're the enemies you haven't made yet, we're the friends you don't speak to anymore.  We're the people who used to care for you, and the people who still do.  We're the hippes and vegans and the people who think that making a statement is what matters.  Who are we?

We're the dead flies on your windscreen, the skeletons in your closet.  We're the hedgehog crushed under your car tire when you were 17, and your girlfriend cried for an hour.  We're the wanderlust and the fear.

We're the teachers, parents and friends who never believed in you.  We killed your dreams.  We're the dull pavement that carries you to work.  We're the hollow skyscrapers and the walls of your office cubicles.  We are the pathetic displays of individuality that you think are keeping you sane.  We are everything you hate and fear, and we define everything you love.

We made you, and you will be ours.

Who aren't we.