Yeah, so it’s well established that the Blue Box adds a frequency that is two octaves lower than the input signal.
But as many times as I’ve listened to “Fool In The Rain” (which is a lot), what I consistently hear is the guitar plus one octave lower, throughout the whole solo, plus the continued playing underneath the next verse.
One theory I have is that the dial setting is responsible—I saw a post that said “75% will get you that ‘Fool In The Rain’ sound”—maybe other places on the dial make the double octave more obvious.
But I’m curious about what you think, and what you hear.
https://www.reddit.com/r/LifeProTips/comments/fawy95/lpt_go_house_hunting_in_the_rain_to_see_if_the/
It was a Toto failure.
If you're not aware, r/Games has decided that today, they'll be closing the sub for April Fool's day because of a growing trend of every phobia under the sun in the gaming community, and they want to show that's not how loyal consumers gamers should be.
Are you serious? How do you turn a day of the year about messing around with your friends into your own virtue signalling circle jerk about how "woke" you are? While the rest of the site is doing funny stuff that makes it worth looking if something has changed on a sub you're active on for the day, these people have found a way to not only not do that, but to do something that's somehow even dumber.
He slams the door and returns to bed.
"Who was that?" asked his wife.
"Just some drunk guy asking for a push." he answers.
"Did you help him?" she asks.
"No, I did not! It's three in the morning and it's pouring out!"
"Well, you have a short memory." says his wife. "Can't you remember about three months ago when we broke down and those two guys helped us? I think you should help him and you should be ashamed of yourself!"
The man does as he is told, gets dressed, and goes out into the pounding rain.
He calls out into the dark, "Hello, are you still there?"
"Yes." comes back the answer.
"Do you still need a push?" calls out the husband.
"Yes, please!" comes the reply from the dark.
"Where are you?" asks the husband.
"Over here, on the swing."
A little something to take our minds off the you-know-what
A moist owlet!
