In which she makes a mash of things
May. 3rd, 2010 09:17 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
zeborahI need to upload my Due South fanvids sometime. I made them back in the old days, using two VCRs and a cassette player. It sounds horrid but really it wasn't so bad. Actually I think it was easier than my current set-up last time I tried it, which involves ripping DVDs on my old laptop, various levels of conversion, and then transferring the sections by USB to my new laptop (whose DVD player has succumbed to a certain amount of, shall we say, bouncing beyond that intended by its manufacturer) prior to being shuffled around in iMovie.
In the meantime! I got bored yesterday afternoon because the current scene in the WIR doesn't like me so I decided to do a music mashup. Since I don't actually have access to the requisite disassembled parts of anything, I made do with what fragments I could disassemble from my iTunes library and told myself it was just a technical exercise.
Seriously, there is nothing of any artistic merit to hear here.
Or just download it.
The two parts are a) the first four bars of Moby's "Why Does My Heart Feel So Bad" and b) a bunch of hallelujah's from an old Edison wax cylinder courtesy of Project Gutenberg; static and tempo edited, and then bits shuffled around, in Audacity.
I like to call it "Why Does My Heart Sing Hallelujah?" or alternatively (when I'm being particularly honest about its lack of artistic merit) "Why Does Hallelujah Feel So Bad?"
In the meantime! I got bored yesterday afternoon because the current scene in the WIR doesn't like me so I decided to do a music mashup. Since I don't actually have access to the requisite disassembled parts of anything, I made do with what fragments I could disassemble from my iTunes library and told myself it was just a technical exercise.
Seriously, there is nothing of any artistic merit to hear here.
Or just download it.
The two parts are a) the first four bars of Moby's "Why Does My Heart Feel So Bad" and b) a bunch of hallelujah's from an old Edison wax cylinder courtesy of Project Gutenberg; static and tempo edited, and then bits shuffled around, in Audacity.
I like to call it "Why Does My Heart Sing Hallelujah?" or alternatively (when I'm being particularly honest about its lack of artistic merit) "Why Does Hallelujah Feel So Bad?"
