July 17, 2006

A little synth poem...

by Chris Randall

Ode to Synthesizers

By Josh Langberg

Oscillators that stay in tune.

Filter sweeps will make girls swoon.

Black ebony, white ivory,

49, 61 and 88 key.

All made up of circuit boards,

if polyphonic you can play chords.

Special chips make you temperature stable,

unless of course, you have a wave-table.

Multiple envelopes contour the sound,

while distortion effects bring forth the hellhound.

Frequency modulation is the control,

that combines oscillator sounds, it can shake the soul.

With a keyboard or rack-mountable,

using a TRS or XLR cable.

Voltage controlled amplifier,

How you titillate my desire.

One can never have too many LFO?s,

they?ll sound like the engine of a UFO.

Blipps and bleeps, multimode filters squelching,

most are made in Tokyo, not Beijing.

Sample and hold, you turn my world to chaos,

random voltages you are the embodiment of Eros.

Waldorf, Quasimidi, Ensoniq, and Polyfusion,

you bring me out of dissolution.

Oberheim, Arp, E-MU, and Access,

give me the need to continually practice.

Moog, Roland, Korg, and Sequential,

you make the most of my potential.



Jul.18.2006 @ 9:38 AM
penzoil washington
"you light up my life" for hardware

Jul.18.2006 @ 11:14 AM
Chris Randall
The "wave table" line gives me fits of giggles.





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