In September of 2011 I came across the mono multitracks for Marvin Gaye’s “What’s Going On” (someone had put them on the internet somehow, there were 15 files so I think some weren’t included) and to test my audio editing chops I decided to take them and make my own alternate mix of the song.
This is how it came out. It’s hosted on Soundcloud, so the audio quality is, eh, a bit lower bit-rate then the original file. I was going to just host it here, but WordPress makes you buy a storage upgrade to do that. I will be buying a domain and hosting service soon (Bluehost!) so I can do whatever the hell I want with this blog. Which is when I will have to decide whether or not to keep mtblog.ca connected to my tumblr, or have it move over here… I have a lot of old links connected to the Tumblr, so I think I’ll just buy a new .ca for this blog. mtblog2.ca? mtwordpress.ca? Suggestions?
Came across a large cache of aerial photography of London, Ontario via Western Libraries yesterday. The one set that stood out for me were the ones from 1922 (the earliest ones they had.) They were photographed at an approx ratio of 1:3,200, so they were fairly low to the ground and captured quite a bit of detail. Being the kind of person I am (one who wastes a lot of time doing silly stuff like this..) I decided to try to stitch them together to create a large composite. Problem was, the individual photos were plagued with light leaks and dark corners, so it was fairly tricky.
The photos may not line up completely, but I tried my best to keep the city blocks looking proper as they are in the individual frames.
I plan on adding to it (there are quite a few more stretching as far as Huron to the north, Wonderland to the west, Clarke Road to the east, and Commissioners/Gore Road to the south.
Had time to travel to the library today amid all my studies. Taking a brain breather for the afternoon.
Figured I would wander to my favourite spot in the library: magazine back issues! Specifically the LIFE Magazine section. Managed to find the original LIFE Magazine (Nov 26, 1966) that covered the JFK assassination.
There was an old piece of paper taped to the side of the volume
Take patrons I.D.
Esp. Nov 26/66 Issue
The library received the issue from LIFE in 1966, so for all I know, that little piece of card stock could be 40 some odd years old! [That’s just a guess though. I’m probably wrong.]
Being in the journalism program for two semesters now has made me realize one thing. Sleep is something you dream about when you’re awake. Dreaming when you’re asleep? Who has the time for that? Who even has the time to lie down and plan on getting a good nights rest? It’s never going to happen.
The late nights brought on by my part-time job and school itself have done havoc on my sleep schedule. “I think I’ll go to bed at a reasonably early time tonight” I tell myself. I turn off the lights, get ready for bed.
Oh boy, I have an 8AM class this morning. Wonder if I’ll wake up in time to make it there..
Well, guess I didn’t make it to that class.. Again..
That’s been the pattern somewhat for the last few months. I’ve gotten my work done, don’t get me wrong, but my presence in the classroom is something of an on again off again type deal. I just imagine other people in my class, seeing that I’m – again – not in class, mutter to themselves “does that guy ever come?”
But I guess that is what happens when you take journalism; late nights, early mornings, tired eyes. I just don’t know how I’m going to adjust. I’ve gone the past many years going to bed too late and waking up too early and it’s taken its toll. It seems now my brain wont wake up unless I’ve gotten exactly 8 hours of sleep, which is a problem if I don’t fall asleep until 3 and have to wake up at 7.
But I digress.
Stress is part of this job. These past few months have been incredibly stress-filled, and many others in the program would likely agree. “OH CRAP THAT’S DUE THIS WEEK?” we collectively yell. We were all too busy working on the assignments that were due last week. This happens on a weekly basis as you can imagine.
This though is the last stretch. The final 2 and a half-or so weeks until we can breathe easy for the summer. That is, unless we’re freaking out about finding a job, in which case the stress continues!