Lose the autotune
My relief at never having studied economics is intense. The minister of finance just confirmed that the deficit will be less than $54 billion for the fiscal year (hope it ends soon). Not bad, given that there wasn’t going to be a deficit, not so long ago. I jest, of course.
Think of being on a runaway train. Looking out the side window, in the distance the treeline doesn’t seem to be receding. Guess things are fine, up front where the throttle and the brakes are both maxed out.
No time to worry about deficit and debt. Not my job. Not anyone’s job, near as I can tell.
Turned on my new radio this evening, and realized that I’m going to have to study the manual if I want to do anything other than admire the flashing lights. Good feel to the tuning dial, though. I’ve been trying to get the computer to transceiver link active, and I’m back to wishing I had a real RS-232 port, rather than a drawer full of USB/Serial adaptors that don’t seem to be “complete”. Yes, I took the patch cable apart and made sure that I wasn’t stuck with a null modem. Tomorrow, I guess.
Another episode of Glee and I’m going to add my complaining, in-tune voice to that of others. Lose the AutoTune. I don’t care if a certain subset of entertainers like the device. Alvin and his chipmunks aren’t a reference. Particularly since the majority of the cast have already proven in the real world that they can sing. Please, unplug the black box and get back to being a showcase for young vocal talent.
