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Thursday, January 06, 2011

Well, I suppose he is the percussion expert.

Joshua has been working on a solo piece using a midi-drum track. His instructor told Jeremy that he needed to put the music on one channel and the click track (the metronome) on another.  This will allow  The Boy to hear the music with the click in his headphones, but the audience would only hear the music.   Last night, Jeremy sat down to the task of trying to figure out how he could separate the click from the music and pulled up a bunch of different software programs. He needed a program to convert the midi to mp3 and another to separate everything out into channels.  Unfortunately, The first couple of attempts caused the click to be out of sync with the music.

Wandering into the office part-way through the process,  Joshua stood next to Jeremy's chair, and added his opinion.  "No Dad, it's still off. Still not right."  With each attempt, Jeremy would begin to air drum to check whether or not the click track and the music were in sync.  After twenty minutes of trial and error, the two of them finally figured it out.  Enthused at solving the problem, Jeremy air-drummed with fervor: being silly, making faces, and pretending to do fancy moves on an invisible kit.  Josh, continued to stand next to Jeremy passively watching his father for a good five minutes before he said in all seriousness, "No Dad. That's not right. Straight eighths on the cymbal." 

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