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Friday, 6 July 2012

6th July; The Leaving, the Left, and the Mutton Jeff

Today was the day that Ken left: luckily it wasn’t Barbie from whom he took his cue to leave.  Ken is a member of the team I usually work with (that is when I’m not seconded).  He has been in the company for the last 18 months on a temp contract.  He was in our team for about 6 weeks, and has now moved onto pastures new.  As is customary when a member of a department’s team leaves, the rest of the team put their hands in their pockets and pull them out again with nothing…no that’s not right, I mean, they put their hands in their pockets and produce a bunch of flowers…no, wrong again; let me try this one more time…they put their hands in their pockets, take money out and put it towards a leaving present, got it that time, I knew I’d remember the chain of events leading up to the presentation and consequent humiliation of the departing individual eventually; a pity then that I was not remembered at the time of said presentation.  As I am working in a different area of the company building to normal I instructed my manager to let me know when the ritual humiliation was about to begin, and I would race round to the other side to catch sight of this awful spectacle (the giving of card & present, not Ken).  As loyal as I can be, I took time out this morning to visit my sorely missed team in order to sign the leaving card with some witty repartee.  Unfortunately I was unable to muster anything up so simply wrote ‘Great working with you Ken, good luck in your new job’.
But did I take part in this over zealous attempt to thank him for all his hard work? No, and you know why? because I was not informed of the time to go round.  Looks like Ken is not the only one that’s left: in the eyes of my other ‘team’ I may have as well. I have gone from the ‘missed’ to the ‘missed out’!
On a lighter note, I met my friend Graham for lunch today, so that we could discuss our venture into the world of music.  For the last few months we have been spending our spare time making Re-edits of songs. If you are not aware of this musical art form (it sounds better than craze), let me give you a quick guide through it;
The Re-edit is like the musical equivalent of putting an extension on the back of your house: it looks fine but a bit more might be nice!
Essentially you take a recorded song that is stored in your hard drive, place it into sound editing software (such as Audacity) and cut and paste certain parts of the song into a different order, or by repeating key phrases that fit together by corresponding notes, and therefore make it longer.
Having been created in the 1970’s as a way of playing exclusive mixes to club dwellers, the 12” single became a selling point for artists into the 1980’s and beyond.  They often contained different ‘versions’ or ‘mixes’ to the standard 7” single we spent our pocket money on as kids.  This modern tradition of creating re-mixes (or Re-edits, or sometimes known as Re-cuts) has, in the last 10 years or so crossed over into the homes of many fans of the genre.  At times it feels sacrilegious to mess around with songs that already sound perfect, but it is a fun way of enjoying them like we did the first time. We are not trying to, by any means, better the originals but simply to enjoy them in a longer format.

Feel free to check out our mixes at Soundcloud.com/Redspidermixes.  Feedback welcomed.        

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