Audio is my Achilles Heel. The exhaust port on my Death Star. My Kryptonite, the source of my utter undoing…
As of right now I just freaking hate audio. I’m bad at it and it takes a lot of thought and unfortunately, it’s one of the most crucial parts of my LASS.
However, like any other Great White Whale, you can devour the beast–one bite at a time.
So get your fork.
Melinda Mae by Shel Silverstein PWNS that whale
As someone who knows full well “you get what you pay for,” I have still learned a lesson, today…
Mmyep. Thats still legit.
This is just a quick update to lament. A sad eulogy for my little goldfish of an accessory. A quiet swan song for my common sense.
It seems that my $30 lavalier mic that I could clip on someone’s shirt and plug straight into my camera with 30′ of roaming space in between….