#with comedic reverb

[quirkwizard]

I missed you! Guess I need to work on my aim! 🥁I was wondering what kind of quirks a comedian character would use?

Greetings oh great QuirkWizard… I have a request for your services… what original quirks have you made do you believe would be best for pranking people? I got the idea because I felt like Headspace would be perfect if you just wanted to mess with your friends so what else do you have in mind for harmless pranks? TY!

I'm doing these together since they cover such similar fields. And while I've already done Quirks for a jester, there are still plenty of other options. For this, I'll ignore the Quirks "Apathy" and "Antagony" since those only really work as a pair.

Grit: Physical comedy can be a real pain to do. So a power that lets the user exert and take far more damage then a normal person would be able to handle would be perfect for that kind of genre.

Tailor Made: This would be great for any kind of improvisational comedy or impression based comedy. You can just dress up to look like whomever you want. That or just make some crazy outfit.

Modeled: I mean, puppets can be funny, right? If not that, then at least you can design your own partner in a double act to look and do whatever you want. Which might just be more creepy then a regular dummy, but that may just be me.

Lagging: This fits with the more absurdist side of things. With how the user can rubber band themselves around or delay effects done by their body, they effectively can act like a cartoon character with how bizarrely they interact with the world.

Pocket: This one is perfect for prop based comedy. You can pull whatever you want out of your little hiding space while the other half of the portal is somewhere on your person. Now pull out that giant mallet from under your hat and get to work.

Hindsight: A lot of comedy is based around making commentary about the world around you. Being able to tell where and how someone mess things up would be a major boon, especially with something like stand up.

Air Waves/Reverb: Sound can make for some great emphasis in comedy, whether it be adding in sound effects to play up a joke or doing a comedic song to convey a point. I mean, you could literally do your own rim shot with these two. It's too perfect to pass up.

Mirror Trick/Transparency: These two would be amazing for comedy of pretty much any kind. You would be able to trick and flabbergast some many people in so many ways with invisible items and forming large scale illusions. The options are as endless as they are hilarious.

[thereverberationensemble]

Hola amigos, it is I, the bloodfiend anon. Admin is right I am freaking the Fuck out

Anyway~

*clicks tongue and does a swaggy theather finger gun pose as a comedically timed spotlight shines down on Elena*

Have you ever made a Kindred before? And what are your thoughts on them?

Of course I have, I even had one of my own with me in the Library, but of course that Arbiter bitch killed her, a shame too, I was quite fond of that one. 🩸

//Admins note, I am not infact sure that the enemy shown above was infact a kindred, nor a bloodbag, I am simply going off of what information we got in MOWE and the fact it fights alongside Elena's first reverb fight

[7grandmel]

Todays rip: 15/05/2024

Eazystep

Season 8 Featured on: The Joke-Explainer™ 7000's Highest Quality Rips: Sunset

Ripped by BluLuigi7

Can I just say: I am SO happy to see that Jay Eazy posting is still going so strong past January 7th? Like, we pretty firmly established back with Hella Pummel that venula is the champion of Jay Eazy posting, but we've had tons of other talented rippers take their own crack at it - there's circunflexo back with You Are Book Smart, of course, but also the focus of today's rip - BluLuigi7. After making the first-ever Jay Eazy Raft Ride with She Gon Make Me Ride On Her Raft Like I'm Link‼️, he's finally ready for the main stage with perhaps one of my favorite Jay Eazy rips to date - or, if nothing else, one of the most creative ones.

See, a lot of people still only really know Jay Eazy as the funny Mega Man rapper, and fair enough - it is a very funny video, and a lot of his music sounds rather...homogeneous, for lack of a better word. But there is a silver lining to his songs sounding so similar, in that rips like Eazystep are able to leverage different ones at the same time without it clashing. Indeed, Mega Man is only one part of the rip, the part that introduces the rip with the iconic "Yo bro, why are you doing that??" - but after the most iconic bars of said song drop, it changes seamlessly to using Respect Your Elders without missing a beat. And honestly, that's absolutely the right call for a song like Pigstep, I think Respect Your Elder's flow fits the track far better - but I love that Mega Man still gets incorporated AT THE SAME TIME as the former song, with it being used as a backing layer to the whole thing.

It's just a very clever rip all around, tons of small touches you'd otherwise find unneeded but just make the rip funnier in the long run - small uses of sound effects call to mind rips like Locked In The Underground except here done explicitly for comedic purposes, playing a sudden Nutshack sample when Jay Eazy says "nuts" or a reverb fart SFX far in the distance when the lyrics mention "shittin' on 'em". It's primarily a mashup at first, but with tons of these small additions throughout, little edits to how Respect Your Elders flows through Pigstep's ebb-and-flow lead melody, all of course culminating in a fully pitch shifted section at the rip's melody. The Jamminest Of All is a recent example of it, but these kinds of surprise pitch-shifting rips are always a favorite - it can be overbearing at times if done for an entire rip, yet it adds just enough variety when used as spice to an already fantastic rip like it is here.

The point is - a rip like Eazystep is at once very funny through its concept alone, but elevated even more through how prominently BluLuigi7's own character shines through it. It feels like a flex in the best ways possible, a big grab-bag of additional notes onto an already super-solid rip. The star of the show, fittingly enough, is the short little nod to Starboy near the rips end, which was the joke in one of the first-ever Pigstep rips on the channel in I'm a motherh*cking Starpig, a rip that's evidently still remembered fondly even four years later. I received a comment a while back noting that nobody loves SiIvaGunner as much as the team itself, and it's the stuff like what Eazystep pulls that keeps reminding me of that: the rips made by people like BluLuigi7 who just love having fun with their ideas althewhile paying small tributes to past rips on the channel. Hugely popular rips like Stickerbrush Queen are far from the only ones to get references like this, and it always makes me so happy to see, to be reminded that each individual ripper has their internal web of rips that means more to them than I've ever considere that they could.

Back to the rip as a whole, though - it just kind of bangs in that very particular Jay Eazy way. For as stupid as his music may be to some, it's difficult not to love with everything that the meme of his music has wrought. So much passion from the side of the internet that just loves to have fun spawned purely from a guy promoting his music in a bizarre way on TikTok, and Eazystep is just one of many examples - a rip that has fun with its concept, fun with the very channel its on, but most crucially of all exudes the fun energy of its very ripper in spades. To say that I'm happy that Jay Eazy is a reoccurring gag on the channel would be a grave understatement: I'm looking forward to just how many fun ways his music will be reinterpreted with next with far too much excitement, and thus far SiIvaGunner has not yet failed to deliver in regards to fresh ways to go about it.

[tyrantisterror]

What voices would you have in mind for the characters of No Sympathies (including the Seven Princes)?

Pug would have a nasally, scratchy comedic voice, like if Tom Kenny had to play a younger version of Ice King. Matilda's voice should be a soft-spoken contralto, sounding low and a bit husky but also very vulnerable. Alichino should have a scratchy, screamy voice that's tailored to her bombastic declarations. Mephistopheles should have a voice that transitions from beleaguered middle-manager to person who can and will cut you if he has to at a drop of a pin. Lilith's voice should be haughty and sharp with a hint of tenderness, like if a Disney princess was going through a punk rock phase.

Lucifer's voice should be as charming and pleasant as possible, almost musical in quality, even when it turns dark as he stabs you in the back. Abaddon should have a deep and implicitly threatening voice that only occasionally dips into a guttural growl - 90% of the time he's expressing a quietly simmering fury instead of frothing rage, so while the intensity should always be there, he should generally be surprisingly well-spoken. Asmodeus should sound like a very out-of-it stoner, ala The Dude from The Big Lebowski. Beelzebub's voice should be sly and fast, perhaps with the occasional trill of his vowells, s's, and z's to play with his fly-like aspects (but not often enough to render him a joke). Mammon should have an obvious oily quality to his speech, like a used car salesman or most politicians, where you know not to trust a single thing he says. Belphegor should have the most annoying and condescending voice you can imagine. Finally, Sheol should have a huge, wailing voice, like if someone gave Richard Horvitz the most powerful megaphone ever created and then slowed down the recording of his likes by 15% and upped the reverb.

[holyhappyhour]

The Bad Deal: part 2

part 1

Le goes quiet, keeping her gaze unfocused and away from Conrad's look of concern. But she joins him in sitting up in bed, though she stays close, shoulder against his broad chest.

"What do you mean? There's no way--"

Le cuts him off. "I got a message on Tumblr. Told me where this uhh. Some deal was s'posed to go down. And, fuck, Connie..."

"What happened, Le....?"

She sighs a long, tired sigh. "It's. Uh.. Shit. Hold on. I got a uh, a video--"

Excuses herself for a moment to fetch her phone from where she'd undressed in the entryway She takes a quick pull from the open bottle of Irish whiskey she'd left in the living room, then quickly rejoins her partner in bed. She settles in and unlocks the device, pulls up her most recent videos, and holds it for them both to watch.

"Just... Look."

The shaky, unsteady video is taken from a distance, though the focus zooms as far as possible within the first few seconds. Four figures can be seen, three presumably male figures dressed in more clothing than appropriate for the warm weather, and a much smaller female with blonde hair. The group appear to be standing in the middle of a nearly empty warehouse, cast in the warm, golden glow of sunset.

The blonde reaches into her pocket, pulling out a small bag of something. Even zoomed in on the phone's camera it's hard to see just what was contained in the sack. She reaches out to one of the people, and a quick deal is made. "Now don't use it all in one place!"

The bubbly voice chimes in as the bag is held. The three men begin to argue amongst themselves, and it is clear the direction that is being taken as the woman takes a couple steps back, swinging her hands clasped behind her back.

The man with the bag barks something at the other two, and quickly gobbles the content up, "oh, look at you go," the blonde says, still slowly inching away. The plastic container falls daintily to the floor, letting itself ride the wind down.

Le wants to look away from the screen. She's already seen this, she knows what's coming next. But she keeps her green eyes glued to the video anyway.

Immediately the man begins hacking up, coughing and welching to himself while it echoes through the empty room. There is a distinct sound of skin beginning to tear and rip as the whines become screams.

His partners look on in confusion up until the sound of his arm snaps, the visuals showing the limb bending at ninety degrees, bone jutted outward. Muscles and tendons hang loosely from the tear when the other arm snaps, the screams louder and easily puncturing into the outside world. An ichor rolls from his eye sockets, reverb adding to his voice.

Flesh shifts, muscle moves down and his height slowly begins to increase. The jagged bones that were once arms elongate even more, protruding out like makeshift spears while the remaining arm falls off. The other two Supers now also back away, watching the mouth of the first rip open and grow in size.

The video pauses, Conrad's finger against the screen. Le looks over, only to see his brown eyes wide with horror.

"...Yeah. Uh. We don't have to finish it, but--"

Conrad shakes his head. Takes a deep, slow, unsteady breath. "No. No, it's okay I just." Another deep breath, and heavy sigh.

"Look, I know it's a lot to--"

"Le. Le, look at me," Conrad says firmly, turning to put a hand on each of Le's bare shoulders. "I get it, I get.. Why you didn't tell me first. And we! Can talk about that later." There's high note to his voice where he was going for a joke, only to fall flat in the sternness of the moment. "But I'm your partner, and I'm your boyfriend too. Whatever you face, I. Want to face it too."

For a moment, Le just stares at him, her typical, unreadably dour expression in place. "...That's. Like. The gayest shit I've ever heard." She can't help but break face into a light, hint of a chuckle. But a deep breath brings the brief comedic break to an end.

"Okay. It's. Not much longer. But uhh," she vaguely warns as she presses the screen to resume.

"Oh, hun, told you not to take it all," she says, marveling at her work. The other two Supers seem uncertain what to do as the screaming slowly comes to a halt, but the same ichor now rolls out of the mouth, his head having lost eyes and nose during the process. What was once a normal sized person was an ugly and gaunt looking creature of skin and bones. Clothes begin to rip at the seam, protrusions of bone popping up like spines.

"Oh, dear, would you kindly give your friends a message from the Church?"

Her words are turned to action, as the transformed Super impales his left most colleague with the bone arm, lifting the man high off the ground.

The video cuts off abruptly.

And a long silence floods the bedroom.

"...So that's uhh."

"..."

"The uhh.. The other one got away."

"The...?"

"Yeah, the uhhh. The- the junkie guy, not the uhhhh...." Le gestures with her free hand to the image of the Monster, frozen mid attack on the screen.

"Monstrosity."

"The... Yeah." Le's voice sinks. She feels Conrad's arm pull her tighter. His hand is shaking.

"Did you.. Fight that thing....?"

"No! No no no, fuck no."

"Then...?"

Le pauses a moment to recollect. She had almost dropped her phone in shock at the moment the video cut out, and had replaced it with her revolver instead. Which meant the rest of the bizarre rendezvous had gone unrecorded.

"There was another woman that I swear just kinda.. Came out of nowhere? Just uhh.. She let the other guy go, the one that-- Yeah, yeah. Then she just kind of.... Completely. Minced that thing with this like. This big ass spear..??"

Conrad's eyes go wide, but he nods for her to continue.

"Right, so uhhh. Yeah, she cut that monster up into pieces before it could even fight back, she was insane, Connie. Didn't bat a fuckin' eye. But this thing, it had uhh, it- it regenerated, you know? Kept healing itself up the little cuts, but it was like, too slow to keep up. She had it down just totally helpless on the ground and.... Fucking walked away, Connie."

"...Wait. Wha--"

"She said she wasn't gonna follow through and told it to go. Told it to go out into the world, like some kinda relocated possum."

"A possum with an.... Insatiable hunger for blood and flesh....."

"....Yeah. So uhh."

A look of horror suddenly crosses Conrad's face. "He's not still..."

"No!! No no no no n o. No I uh. I put it out. For good, I'm sure of it. But that woman got away before I could catch her."

Conrad is quiet for a moment, then sighs heavily. His tense shoulders slump, and he pulls Le in to a tight, warm hug. "So you didn't get hurt then...?"

"Nah, nah. Only the trauma-- Oh." Suddenly she readjusts, kicking one leg out from under the covers. "Cut myself on some glass, I uhh. Shit, I really forgot about that. Huh."

"You... Had a lot on your mind, I think. Here, let's.. Get that cleaned up real quick," He slides out of bed, walks around to offer a hand to Le, who rolls her eyes but can't help a little smile. "And we can think about this more tomorrow, okay? Or, iiiif you can't sleep, I'll stay up and we can talk about it tonight."

Le thinks for a moment as she takes her partner's hand. It's not often she allows him to take care of her so kindly, normally insisting to treat her wounds herself. But for tonight, she thinks maybe they both deserve this.

"Mmm. Tomorrow. Yeah. Gimme 2-- okay 3, more shots of that Jameson. And it can definitely be tomorrow."

(( Italicized paragraphs are written by @hulizi / @calestro and taken directly from the RP where these events took place!! thank youuuuuu Rayne for your contributions and for being a phenomenal RP buddy 💖💖💖💖 ))

[shaingles]

Meanwhile, on the Vultures' Estate

Characters involved: 🍀 (Isa), 👑 (Boss)

The sun dawns on the Black Vulture compound, beaming down on the treasure hoarders training vigorously in the courtyard. They're persistent with their exercises, exhibiting their resilience and strength. Isa sits in her office, a few men lounging along her couches. She drinks her black coffee while reading the local newspaper. The headlines read: "Turmoil Arises in Liyue," "Vandalism Tarnishes Local Wearhouses, Millelith Suspects Treasure Hoarder Involvement," "Treasure Hoarders Activity Spikes, Many Left Fearful."

She sighs, shaking her head before placing her cup down. She's disappointed by the state of the treasure hoarder atmosphere, but she's not surprised. All she can do is sit idly until the right moment arrives.

Soon after she sits up in her seat, Boss busts into her office, one of her hoarders following behind him.

"L-Lady Isa—" the timid hoarder utters, trying to keep up with him.

"ISA," Boss roars, slamming his hands onto her desk. The reverb causes her mug to almost tip over. The men around her perk up from the commotion, the tension in their muscles visible as if they were ready to attack.

"MacQuoid." Isa's voice is calm and collected as her silver eyes lock into Boss's.

"Where the fuck is Midas. I know you have something to do with this." His nails claw into the wooden furniture as he glares at her, his face red as a jueyun chili.

Her playful gasp is followed by a chuckle as she leans back. "Now, now. Why would I have something to do with the baby's disappearance—"

"Because you're always at the forefront of shit like this. You're always there stirring the pot, taking things that don't belong to you. Now, where is he?! What did you plant in his dumb brain this time?!" His voice grows louder as he speaks, and he bears his teeth like an agitated dog.

The reaction makes her burst out laughing, making Boss's face redder. "This isn't a fucking joke, you bitch!! Where is he?!" He barks, making Isa laugh more.

"You're so cute when you're angry," She chuckles, coming down from her laughter.

Boss huffs loudly, ready to tear into Isa until she adds, "I promise you, I don't know where young Midas is. The last time I saw him was when he apologized to me and my men."

"And why should I believe you?" His eyes narrow, his voice low and gravelly.

"Use your brain, MacQuiod," She starts, crossing her legs. "What would I gain from taking Midas from you? Besides a comedic display of your immaturity."

"You—"

"I'm not done," She interrupts, raising her hand sternly. "Midas, though a strong soldier and crafty collector, wouldn't last a day on Vulture territory or with my men. They're ruthless and harsh. Young Midas would crack easily under the pressure."

"... Are you saying my boy is soft," Boss growls, his knuckles turning white as he clutches his fists tight.

"Don't be so prickly. I never said that," She sighs, rolling her eyes. "My point is, if he came here, he would've crawled back to you days ago."

Boss lets the information sit, trying to rationalize it in his head. He knows Isa is right but doesn't want to admit it verbally. A chuckle leaves her as she stands from her desk.

"Speaking of softness, have you considered your version of "tough love," may have pushed him to run away?"

"Don't be ridiculous," Boss scoffs, crossing his arms and rolling his eyes. "You think I ran away anytime my old man taught me a lesson? No. I took it like a man and lived with it."

"Well, Midas isn't like you. To be frank, he only acts hard to please you, anyway. In actuality, he's much more gentler and considerate..." She pauses, peering at the storm clouds rolling in, slowly blanketing the sun. "Maybe he wouldn't have disappeared if you were a little more tender with him."

Boss scoffs again, but he doesn't have a rebuttal. His eyes glaze over at the men occupying the couches, noticing their tense expressions as if they're ready to pounce at the slightest move. He acts unfazed, but the sight alone terrifies him. Lightning flashes before a rumble of distant thunder fills the silence. Where Isa stands she can see her hoarders end their training and return indoors.

"... How do you suggest I be softer with Midas?" He sighs defeatedly.

"For starters, try sitting down with him and talking. If he's your son, you shouldn't have a problem having a man-to-man conversation, right?"

"... I'll see what I can do," Boss murmurs, turning to leave. He feels eyes follow him as he walks out the door. The moment the door closed the men murmured to themselves about the ordeal.

The timid hoarder, who stood idly watching the altercation, approaches Isa. "Is everything alright, Lady Isa? Are you okay?"

"Don't worry, honey," she reassures, returning to her seat. "Everything is going to be alright." She looks at the door, smiling softly before returning her attention to the newspaper.

[thameena-mga2024mi4016]

Planning + recording foley

For the Sonic Storytelling brief I have chosen this clip.

Original vid :

Timestamp - 2:00 - 3:40

Sounds:

Colour code ->

Black : Foley needed

Purple : What was used to create the noise

1. Door creaking open slowly - Office door on 13th floor opening slowly + toilet flushing -

2. Shivering noises + whimpering (in fear) + eye movements -> need a "tink tink" or "poink poink".

3. Wet shoe and sock noises for when he walks + mumbling like "mmm", "hmm?"

4. Scratching noise (clothes)

5. Funny faint noises in the background + funny footsteps as the guard walks back stands still outside - Me and my friends decided to make weird noises like humming, banging, cat meows, dog barks. Thanks Idusara for the weirdest noises ever.

6. Eyebrow raise -> wink wink noise - two glasses knocking against each other but edited

7. Mouth movement - gremlin noises

8. Shock -> Something falling and some pieces keep on falling for comedic effect

9. Pipes shaking - Pin shaking (those pin badges), phone thudding, chairs shaking

10. Blub blub -> glug glug??? 🤣🤣🤣 Funny "Plonk plonk" noise. Bubble noises + high pitch = idk make it funny somehow - We all made blub blub noises with our voices

Make sure the scenes inside the stall have a reverb.

11. Murmurs as he walks over -> funny footsteps squelching noises - wet slippers

12. Bubble noises continued - Voices

13. Bubble rising -> Stretching noises -> drag dry finger across desk, tiffin box dragged against one of those metal screens that block off the classes on 9th floor

14. Close up of guard's face -> pipe noises recorded earlier, weird noises intensified

15. Bubble exploding -> Fart noise + reverb - We made fart sounds with our mouths😭🤣

16. Guard staring -> Tinkling noises, magical

17. Crickets chirp in the bg as guard stares -> Frantic murmurs, whimpers

18. Running noise -> Close zipper fast (can edit pitch later)

19. Jeep skidding and driving

UPDATE :

Link to the raw audios (if you're listening please wear headphones for your sake😭😭😭😭😭there are parts where we laugh/wheeze caught on the mic)

[kenreidysp]

This is my capstone project that I did the full mix for using Adobe Premiere Pro, where I measured the loudness of my project using the editor's in-built Loudness Meter to try and make sure the edit was generally hitting -23 +- .5 LUFs, but it could sometimes fall outside of that range, whether these were quiet moments or a moment that I was particularly punctuating.

Some moments I added convolution/studio reverb for comedic effect, or a low-pass filter if I was trying to make someone sound like they were part of an audience or far away. There were a number of bits like this throughout the documentary, and these effects added to them greatly.

[s0crvtic]

◇ Agent @ikxros — Bruised & Bookmarked ◇

The clock on the far wall drones a dismal pattern of clicking, staccato, hour twenty-hundred-something. Somewhere, outside of the thick walls of the labyrinthine organization that he called his home now, Namgyu imagined the sky peeling back into indigo and sherbet over the Han River. If it had been raining that day, not that he would know for sure, the streets would be shimmered with rouge stoplights and littered with umbrella wielding weekenders. His Saturdays were a lot like his Mondays and his Wednesdays and it's been that way for some time now, headache pulled taught just behind his eyelids, kept at bay with ibuprofen and too many espresso shots. Today, he was drowning in debriefing, cup empty, mouth sour after talking too much and forgetting to hydrate. Tomorrow, he dared to look forward to a morning with an iced americano before likely following the same itinerary.

He clicks open a new document, white page staring back at leaden eyes. Following his usual procedures provides him minuscule distraction; with enough redirection he knew he could override exhaustion completely, tap into the energy reserves he used to keep for all-nighters spent studying for his exams, reading through his notes too many times to keep count, piecing together arguments he may not even use. Namgyu reminds himself that this life isn't as different from his old one even with an agent title tacked over his legal name, covering up the civilian in him. People still knock on his door too hard or don't bother knocking at all so he's trained to the sound of footsteps, certain gaits for certain people acting like a chain reaction that hints to how he has to conduct himself once his office is occupied by their presence.

Agent Ikaros was polished shoes on some days, clicking confidently upon linoleum, sneakers on others that comedically squeaked on a specific section of the polished hallway just before his door.

With that recognition usually came in tow the quick notice of change. The expected footsteps of the lounge owner sounded slower than usual this evening but familiar nonetheless, lagging in a way he could only describe as hindered and dragging. He finds himself newly distracted with how it ices his spine into the leather chair beneath him, swiveling to a still. Namgyu clears his throat, loud enough that the lining of books along his walls couldn't swallow up the reverb fast enough. "It's unlocked," he states rather plainly towards the source of sound, the curiosity for whatever he was about to encounter, thinly veiled in his rehearsed professionalism.

[noahfandomstudies]

The first picture demonstrates a fan art that remixes the basic aspect of the media. In this iteration, it is the characters of sopranos as Simpsons characters showing how they would look animated in relation to their real-life counterparts.

The second screenshot demonstrates a fan art (music) that remixes the media. The screenshot is from a fan edit of the theme song for the show that basically remixes the song to create a slowed and reverb version.

The third screenshot demonstrates a fan using queer theory in the media. The screenshot is an article that elaborates on the gay representation within the show and how it is perceived in its time compared to modern times.

The fourth screenshot is from an overpriced piece of merchandise. This is a screenshot of an Amazon listing for a 93-dollar Funko pop of one of the show's characters. This is seriously overpriced as usually a Funko pop costs anywhere from 10-15 dollars.

The fifth screenshot demonstrates an indie piece of merch. This is a t-shirt that a fan made that creates a vintage concert-style poster of one of the characters and the pizza shop within the show to combine the concept of vintage rock and the show.

One pattern that I found when researching these different pieces is that a lot of it is actually relatively new showing how the fandom for the Sopranos has grown a lot more in recent years compared to when it first aired. Another pattern that I found is that lots of pieces made by fans almost take a comedic and satirical approach to the dark and heavy nature that the show portrays. The easier pieces to find were the various fan art since it is one of the most common pieces for fandom creations within this particular community. Some of the harder ones were the indie style merch since a lot it is not mass-produced and made by independent creators. Another hard piece to find was the article highlighting queer theory, this surprised me as the show does have a lot of lgbtq representation that has so much to unpack for analysis. What this says about the fandom is that the Sopranos truly has a cult following so mass representation in fandom creations certainly exists but is not as present compared to some other fandoms.

[hopeful-hugz]

“So new useless aether ability just dropped.”

[spitblaze]

no you see the move is to replace the reef slider with fart with reverb

i think you could apply fart with reverb to ANY special really

although I may have overlooked the comedic potential of putting the Seinfeld theme on the Killer Wail

[hxzelwallflower]

@biigsh0t​ continued x _______________________ Perhaps full proof isn’t the right term for this situation . He may have distracted her , but the intensity of things didn’t register until the reverbing clatter of the dumpster’s lid sent out another frightened shriek  . Tearing through that protective layer of fabric which crumbled at her feet reveling the medium-sized pair of ivory feathers that individually flared , creating a more terrifying display .  What comes next can only be described as , comedic . Various sound effects , static , and the way the puppet unceremoniously slides across the synthetic pavement . Inches from his preferred audience .  Not the strangest thing she’s bore witness to but── certainly unexpected .  ❝ S- Sure . Sure hold on lemme just─   ❞ Gingerly aiding the fallen puppet , hands gripping the edge of his shoulders before sitting him upright . Crouching as she attempts to get a closer look at this stranger .  ❝ You okay ?  ❞

[interdimensional-ship]

Lor what do you think of [armpit fart sound]

“>It sure… exists. A classic, sure, but in the way that timing is key to whether it’s funny or not.”

Evidently the comedic timing wasn’t quite achieved here. Or maybe she’s just biased towards fart with reverb.

[aberstudiostorm]

Cacophony - making of

Read behind the curtains:

Maja (writer) - This week I took the role of a writer. The overall idea was to play with the flexibility of sound. I wrote a script, telling the story of the day in the life of Sabine waking up to discover that every move that she makes has unexpected noise, completely deviating from the original sound. Sabine slowly finds her way through another reality with gripping panic. The serious situation is bending with comedic effects of a rude toaster or screaming milk. I struggled with concluding the story as I felt that it needs more rounding up but in the end, but I think it didn’t turn out bad. I enjoyed writing the script and getting creative with the vision of the emotions and reactions of the character.

Tom (director) - This week I was the director. I was firm but fair. At the beginning I made sure everyone knew when what we needed and deadlines for when we needed it for. Maja started by doing the script which I read over, and I loved it. She has such a skill in this department, which as a group we know we will consider for our final film. I took Sabine the camera so she could get the aesthetic shots with Maja’s DSLR and we begin to film. Sabine got some extremely visually pleasing shots, which gave Sol a variety of footage to work with for editing. I enjoyed the process, and it was nice to have the first draft so we could see what direction he was going with and review it. The sounds needing to sync up with the footage was challenging for Sol, but he did a great job in fitting them together. I was also very proud of my milk scream. Hollie helped in giving ideas for what the film should look like and we all came together to decide which shots stayed in the film and what got removed. Overall, I think we did a great job, and I thought the shots, script and editing were strong show of our skills as a group.

Sabine (cinematographer/actress) - This week I undertook the role of the cinematographer because, as the actress, it was easier to imagine what the shots would look like, since we filmed in my flat. After reading through Maja's script, I sketched up a storyboard. I don't have a graphic tablet or anything to draw digitally on, so I took good ol' pen and paper and, although the storyboard turned out quite ugly, it gave me the general idea of how I wanted the shots to look. There is a mixture of close-ups and medium long shots so we could experiment with the sound intensity a bit in editing. The framing of some shots is also a bit unusual to emphasise the absurdity and oddness of the situation.

The filming process was fun, albeit quite stressful. My flat mate was happy to help out, so I directed him as a cameraman and went over all the shots and their sizes, and framing. I'm glad I had Maja's Canon DSLR and we could get better quality and control over the shots than if we had filmed on an iPhone. The lack of a tripod resulted in sometimes slightly strange framing and balancing the camera on a milk carton, but I suppose that's what filmmaking is about – finding ways to solve problems and putting your camera in unusual places.

Hollie (producer) – This week, I once again took on the role of the producer. Our film for the week relied heavily on the non-diegetic sounds and the synchronisation of those sounds to the picture on screen, for this task it was essential for the group to be organised and know what needed to be done and by when. The schedule for everyone was quite tight as the script needed to be done by Saturday, and then the filming needed to be finished by Monday night ready for Solomon to start the tedious edit. Along with the scheduling I was also responsible for creating the sound list for the week, the easiest way for me to do this so everyone knew which sounds were replacing what was by creating a table showing each one. This is part of the sound table I created, we decided to use a mix of foley sounds that we created and sourced sounds from the internet. One sourced sound we used was the air raid siren.

Despite having done a sound list I think we could’ve included more sounds and concluded the film better, one way we planned to do this was by showing it was a dream, but we decided this was too cliche. Overall, I thought the footage Sabine took was really strong and the edit came together nicely.

Solomon (editor) - Within this week of filmmaking, I took on the role of editing. The importance of this week’s film was the precision of sound usage, using externally made sound from the video tracks, in order to emphasise a clearer and thus more immersive film. Usually, we would have to use a TASCAM to obtain a clear enough sound for the filming, but due to the lack of obtainable equipment, I used my phone to externally create foley sounds, and stock audio to introduce ambience to the film too. The important part of linking this video to the external foley sound obtained, was the time I spent syncing together the sounds so that the audio matched the video. For example, when our actor was boiling the kettle, I would add the kettle external boiling sound over the clip, or when she was brushing her teeth, I synced the brushing in the video with the brushing sounds in the audio.  

The plot of our film was that our main character was finding difficulty in hearing properly but was instead hearing odd sounds, such as a screaming milk or a swearing toaster. With each of these, I had to sync the sounds made to the video at precise times so that the items themselves were given character and personality. For example, I synced the milk screaming only when the main character removed the lid off the milk, using reverb and echo on Adobe Premiere Pro and Audition to create the illusion of the milk itself screaming from inside the carton. I also added a muffling effect for when the lead takes a sip from the milk in order to give the milk a comedic effect and thus more personality. I personally think that this particular scene was the most effective throughout the film.  

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Sidney Gish - Impostor Syndrome

There’s something so fascinating about Sidney Gish’s second full-length album. Full of charming, personal lyrics, which are both cynical and fun, blending metaphors and wit with each line. Each song sounds different, full of funky guitar lines and fun synth bits, yet they all connect, talking about Gish’s experiences with college, impostor syndrome, insecurities and other topics. These are all portrayed with an introspective, yet humorous tone.

Between guitar scuffs and synth notes, Gish will throw finger snaps, a camera shutter, or an old recording about teaching parakeets to talk into the mix. Sometimes these intrusions clog the flow of the record—campy vintage vocal samples occasionally enter without any real purpose and obstruct her guitarwork—but mostly they just add to the engaging eccentricity

Gish has a way of twisting lyrics that could seem dark and cynical, talking about things like manipulation in relationships and impostor syndrome, into fun and upbeat tunes. In “Good Magicians”, the song feels like a flirtatious ode to a trickster. “I would end up with Trix cereal’s mascot suffocated in a hat / And half a torso cut in half / That, the rabbit, and a non-comedic lawsuit on top of that”. Sin Triangle is another song full of jazzy chords, a light drum-machine beat and complex, yet fun guitar lines.  “If I thrive best in… groups for memes, where everyone fights / and tries to make straight white boys cry,” she hums playfully on Mouth Log, throughout a self-excavation on why she spends so much time in stagnating spaces that offer nothing of value. Her songs are funny, in a gut-punch way that evades even the most self-aware of her peers, such as Frankie Cosmos or Courtney Barnett.

“Impostor Syndrome” is the highlight of the album, bringing everything she’s been talking about for twelve songs together. It’s about not knowing where you fit in, it’s about growing up, it’s about moving away from home to go to college. This is really what “No Dogs Allowed” is about—how do you learn to be a human when you’re suddenly in an unfamiliar place with people you’ve only known for a short amount of time? “Every other day I’m wondering / What’s a human being gotta be like / What’s a way to just be competent / These sweet instincts ruin my life”

The songs are incredibly well-produced, and you would be surprised to find out that she made them all in her bedroom with Logic Pro, a USB microphone and some Apple earbuds. This speaks volumes about Gish’s skill as a musician. She’s skilled enough to be her one-woman-band, utilizing stunning harmonies, synth effects, samples from old recordings about personality, jazz guitar licks, (“i’m not studying jazz guitar i just looked up a ii V I tutorial once and want to get ok at it before i die LMAO,” she says in a note on her Bandcamp page.), looper pedals, chorus and reverb effects, and many more, to give “No Dogs Allowed” a hugely personal feel.

OVERALL RANKING: 4.5/5