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Go Bake a Tape (or: Tron lives!)
For quite a few years now,
I've worried about, and mentioned here, the panic and
depression that sets in once you experience your original
Dolby Master tapes turning into PTS (Pure Tree Sap!) It's by
now a very well known condition, and some of you have gone
through the debacle. I'd like to thank those of you wrote me
and explained that there are several steps you can take to
restore (albeit only temporarily) these tapes to playable
condition. Gives one time to make a few
very clean copies, so
that if the master continues to croak, at least you'll have
these protection copies.
If I knew you were coming I'd have baked a tape!
This past week I baked the 1/2"
Tron masters, and the
sound-texture (and additional Tron music) four-track
masters, and they came out just fine (can't wait to listen
to it all myself shortly.) I had first to splice safety
lengths of blank tape at each white plastic leader, as these
showed dangerous signs of gluing themselves to the oxide
wrapped just around it during the baking, and several test
reels lost about 2' of the tail length of each cue -- I
watched helplessly as the oxide peeled off the backing --
echh! At least these were in the echo trail off, as a result
of my changing over to Heads-wind when Dolby A came in (I
could hear no audible difference in pre-post echo). If the
tapes had been the more usual Tails-wind, those 2' lengths
would have been at the very
start of the cues -- not
so easy to fix in the DAW!
I - Woundings
Boy, the past year was a
rough one! I guess we all get years like that, when
everything good that comes along just seems to work out in
the hardest way possible. In the end we get through it, and
the results might even be very decent, and you're proud of
what you did, but glad that it's all over. 1998 was like
that here. The first five months I composed the music score
to the new independent film,
Woundings. It was partly
as a favor for film business friends of mine, partly to see
what the newest technology for synchronization and assembly
of film music were like (using my
"Secret Weapon"...), and partly because I'd not done any
scoring in a while.
Early in July, I got a
message from Rob Simonds, the president of East
Side Digital. Through a few links and "little flies on
the wall", he had learned that I was looking for a small
label to put out my albums, including the past albums that
had recently reverted to me. As he was going to be in NYC,
we all met together here. It looked to be an ideal
No sooner had the final
audio masters made it out to the plant, than I anticipated
that I'd finally be getting a short vacation that had been
getting delayed over and over. Perhaps a drive into New
England, see some trees and the surf, and all those things
you miss in a big city. It was now early October, but that
was okay. Just to get away for more than the six hours I'd
been out of my loft all year sounded super...! It was not to
I was shocked at how much
trauma this perfect stranger had been able to bring about,
ruining my plans for October completely, by the time
everything was settled. I was now quite wiped, having had
not a wit of rest the whole year, and then having to deal
with such an emotional assault.
I didn't speak yet about my favorite cuddling pal, Nago. He had so many endearing traits. Even while Clare and I were working on the score in the Spring, I often discovered him reaching up and tapping one of us on the elbow, then sit to wait. And if that didn't work, a very quiet Siamese ululation floated up. He was one of the rare loves one is lucky at times to find in a pet.
Well, his battle with cancer that had begun in the prior Fall ended on the July 22nd. Losing him when he'd not yet reached his expected age, having that awful disease we all fear snatch him away like this, still troubles my mind -- I cannot quite believe he's gone. I'll have pictures and a story up on the photos page soon, as I've done with the other critters, when their time came. I know it sounds soppy, but posting their pix and stories seems to allow a small part of them to remain around, hanging about in CyberSpace, in some weird way.
But 1998 brought a few new members to the clan. In February Pandora (Pandy), a sweet and astonishingly bright Chocolate point, came to live here. In September, Charly-O (O for the constellation, Orion), a rambunctious but good-natured sealpoint, joined her. Finally a new puppy, named Brritannia ("Brr..." for the cold wind in Ithaca -- don't ask) joined us all. She's a Border Terrier. Have you heard of the breed? They're not popular yet, which means the breed has not been ruined. She's very much a pup like old Heather dog, the same personality traits in a lot of wonderful ways, but at about half the size. Charly and Britty LOVE to wrestle with each other -- quite a sight!
And so the year's end finally found me recovered, and able to face updating the web site you are now browsing. I've started to make some sense of the clumsy way it had grown. As I type this there's only the Photo page that needs a lot of work, and the complex Resources page to rebuild. You can read about what is now done on the What's New page.
Must get a move on, for the next batch of remasters awaits me. And yes, dear fans, that is the Switched-On Boxed Set, including at long last (hooray!) The Well-Tempered Synthesizer, and a much improved remastering of the first S-OB, done from the direct-mix premasters, saving at least a couple of tape generations over any version you've heard up to now (neat, huh?) Don't know if the tricky way I'm going to attempt will work out well or not, but I think there's an excellent chance it will. And you'll read all about it way before anyone else does, here at our site.
Please let me send you wishes, that your 1999 contains some neat spots ahead for each of you, and is nothing like last year was for me ;-). Be well, work hard, and here's to some luck and love in the months ahead of us! (*beat*) So what are you staring at? That's enough words for now -- get back to work!
--Added: April 6, 1997
Our performance live at the Bach
festival has just finished as I write this. It's with many
mixed emotions, and they are still warm, that I try to put
thought to paper (make that Web site!) The most important is
that our ensemble did itself proud. No kidding, this was the
ultimate group to attempt what only a short time ago would
have been impossible, impossible (unless you were longer on
hype than on quality.)
--Added: April 16, 1997
Since writing the above, over a
week has passed. The sun seems to rise each morning, and
Spring with it's occasional allergies has definitely arrived
(just ask my head!). The world is going on just fine. And so
am I. By now I have gotten so many positive comments about
our performance, that I realize that even with the audience
getting shorted, they were largely pleased by our 31
minutes. You seldom miss what you were never shown, after
--And finally, added: May 21, 1997
Wendy Carlos Older