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Someone knows of Extraction of the spectral envelope of acoustic signals and basic sound resynthesis
any example or tutorial ??? program : Pure Data
Hello, I am working on a project at the moment and am getting a little bit confused so I am wondering if you guys could help me out.
Basically what I am trying to do is use the Coefficients of an mfcc analysis as a spectral filter on another sound. Is this possible? If not, does it make sense to use the energy per mel band as nodes in a comb filter? Or is this a less effective way that doing a FFT convolution of the two sounds?
Appologies if these are stupid questions, I am finding it difficult to get my head around the concept! Thank you in advance.
Context: the ship of Occam, who leads an Alpha Legion warband, has been attacked in the Maelstrom by an unknown enemy. Occam decides to take his brothers and investigate in a rather drastic way.
>As Occam and his legionnaires reached the airlock, they threw themselves through several antechambers, a receiving chamber and an open bulkhead. Inside the lock, Hasdrubal went to work securing the pressure bulkhead and sealing the compartment from the rest of the ship. The last thing the Iota-Γternus needed in the middle of an attack was an accidental depressurisation.
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>βReady,β Occam put to Malik and his sergeant. The pair hugged their weapons in close and fell in behind their strike commander. Occam positioned himself in front of the airlock door. βPurge.β
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>As Quoda popped the lock from the bridge, the air explosively evacuated the chamber, blasting the three members of the Alpha Legion out into the dreadspace of the Maelstrom. Everything became a kaleidoscopic nightmare as Occam and his renegades tumbled through the haze of blood globules and afflicted void. As they shot across the distance between the two vessels, Occam could see the damage that the ramming action had done to the Iota-Γternusβ starboard flank and weaponry. Through the bloody murk, the strike master saw the blaze of the attacking vesselβs sub-light engines. With its armoured prow still resting against the smashed section of hull, the raider intended on driving the armed freighter into the Mawtex.
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>For a moment, everything became immaterial fury, spectral claw and maw. Leaving the Geller field surrounding the Iota-Γternus and entering the pocket of rancid reality protecting the Chaos raider, for a second Occam and his Alpha Legion renegades were at the physical and spiritual mercy of daemons. Horrific denizens of the warp storm swarmed about them, drawn like moths to the flame of the legionnairesβ mortal existence. Occamβs auto-senses registered their alarm as beasts of the beyond moved in with talons, tentacles and daggered jaws. His hearts thundered in his chest. A moment later it was over, as they entered the aegis of the other ship.
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>The legionnaires tumbled along the length of the Chaos raider, over baroque mouth-muzzled turrets and monstrous chains that criss-crossed the ruinous obscenities plastered across the red and black hull. Hurtling towards the tower and command decks situated towards the aft of the
After absorbing the fragmented soul of a draconic god, the adventurer's body begins to undergo physical, psychic and emotional changes, referring to the draconic roots. Permanent for all the campaign
We always hear about the Emperor and the Chaos Gods playing 100D chess with each other, but we rarely ever see it, so I thought that this would be a great opportunity to actually seeeven one aspect of that 100D Chess in action. __ Context: Itβs the Gothic War, also known as the 12th Black Crusade, The Macharius, a Ship within Battlefleet Gothic, and itβs captain, Leoton Semper, took out a ship that was a sister ship to The Virulent, now after meeting The Macharius in battle, and even engaging in some boarding actions to exact revenge upon The Macharius, and failing to destroy it, the Captain of the Virulent, Sirl, has one final trick up his sleeve.
Zane is a Fury Pilot on the Macharius.
>The master of the Virulent turned away from the auspex screen, pleased to see the distant shapes of the Imperial fleet falling away to the rear of his vessel. Accompanying the Virulent were the Pluton, the Pagan Voyager and a handful of surviving escort vessels. The Heathen Promise limped off on a different course heading, offering itselfβSirl was delighted to seeβas an obvious, alternative target for the wrath of any pursuing enemy ships. Ahead of the fleeing Chaos ships was open space, and the promise of escape into the warp. > >It had been Sirlβs intention to launch a second wave of boarding craft at the Macharius, but, before he could do so, he was beaten off by the marauding beams of the Drachenfelsβ deadly accurate lance turrets. Sirl was a loyal servant of the true powers of the warp, but he was no rage-possessed Khornate madman. He had served Grandfather Nurgle for centuries, and fully intended to serve him for centuries more yet. The ways of the Grandfather were slow and methodical, differing from those of the other Chaos powers, but in the end, all things fell to decay and corruption. The Macharius and the Virulent would cross paths again, he knew, and, when they did so, he would have his revenge. >Β >After all, he mused to himself, had he not already taken steps to ensure that it would be so? >Β >The Chaos thing shuffled through the darkness, leaving the lights and shouts of the enemy search parties behind it. There had been others like it amongst the boarding assault, it knew, others bearing the captain-championβs plague gifts, but somehow it sensed that it was the only one to survive this far. >Β >The cold, metal vaults and passageways of the enemy ship were unfamiliar to it, not at all like those of its own vessel, where the ri
... keep reading on reddit β‘I've just finished reading Mixing Secrets for the Small Studio by Mike Senior and it was an incredible read. Highly recommended for everyone. I know that not everybody's going to read it though, and I have made notes while reading it (though I highly recommend it, if only for the amusing prose if not for the huge amount of info that this guide omits), so I thought I'd share the wisdom. This is a bit long, but it might be valuable to some of you.
So here are 270 mixing "secrets" from the book:
How to listen
* Mix at low volume. Listen at different volumes.
* Cut low ends on everything except bass and kick.
* Use spectrum analysis to evaluate the low end.
* Take plenty of rest.
* Switch monitors frequently.
* Compare to good mixes. ALL THE TIME.
* Compare to good mixes - plural. You should have a reference for each aspect of your mix.
* Edit snippets out of the reference tracks, so you can switch quickly to the correct spot.
* Build a reference library, labeled by mix aspect.
How to prepare
* Before mixing, export stems, including midi. Mix in a separate project.
* When possible, do sub-mixes.
* Tracks should have meaningful names and colors.
* Use markers to mark different sections.
* Color sections and ranges of interest if your DAW allows for that.
* Before starting, listen to each track solo. Mark points of interest (problems to hide, gems to bring forward).
* For each track, define the frequency ranges that it would live in.
* Break vocal tracks, lead guitars, bass guitar etc. to different tracks by section as needed. (Multing)
Timing/pitch fixes
* Find the most rythmically tight track, straighten it out as much as possible, make it groove, then use it as a reference for all the other instruments, introducing them one by one, starting with the most rhythmically important, with a focus on maintaining groovitude.
* To judge if an attack is in time, you have to start listening two bars before it hits.
* Double-tracked instruments need their timing adjusted each track soloed at a time.
* Pay special attention to when notes (especially bass notes) end.
* To avoid obvious timing edits, make them:
- On silence.
- On noise.
- Pre-masked.
- Masked by another track (e.g. snare hit).
- In-phase.
* Once timing corrections are done on each track separately, re-listen to the whole arrangement, and move tracks slightly back or forwards to get the exact groove feel you're looking for.
On comping
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I don't want to step on anybody's toes here, but the amount of non-dad jokes here in this subreddit really annoys me. First of all, dad jokes CAN be NSFW, it clearly says so in the sub rules. Secondly, it doesn't automatically make it a dad joke if it's from a conversation between you and your child. Most importantly, the jokes that your CHILDREN tell YOU are not dad jokes. The point of a dad joke is that it's so cheesy only a dad who's trying to be funny would make such a joke. That's it. They are stupid plays on words, lame puns and so on. There has to be a clever pun or wordplay for it to be considered a dad joke.
Again, to all the fellow dads, I apologise if I'm sounding too harsh. But I just needed to get it off my chest.
The Cherubiim rockets from Hell Harbor's atmosphere into space, flanked by JΓΆrmungandr and hundreds of its other summons. It leaves behind a few dozen primordial lifeforms to harass and ultimately kill the Demon Emperors, but compared to the massive Volgrim armada, the demons no longer pose the Archangels much threat.
Despite thousands of kilometers separating the Volgrim fleet from Hell Harbor's atmosphere, the Cherubiim advances upon them at an alarming speed. Within seconds, its hundreds of summons crash into the fleet, ripping their mighty ships to fragments. Of the eight thousand vessels present, more than four hundred come under immediate attack, unable to back off compared to the Cherubiim's summons' superior acceleration and maneuverability.
Primordial Angels, Titans, and Dragons treat the Volgrim ships like Christmas presents, tearing them open to expose their insides to the vacuum of the Void. The Psions on board the nearest vessels fight back, ignoring the dangers of space thanks to their durable bodies deliberately designed and modified to unleash hell in even the deadliest environments. However, their fellow Technopath and Changeling Volgrim don't possess the same physical attributes. With almost none of them adapted to the harshness of space, they perish to suffocation at alarming speeds, assuming the primordial beings assaulting their ships don't kill them first.
The Cherubiim does not engage directly in the slaughter, but instead continuously conjures shields of divine energy to protect its summons and itself from the Volgrim's counter-fire. The Technopaths in charge of the fleet unload their ordinance as quickly as possible, shelling the phantasmal monsters battering their forward-vessels with reckless abandon.
"Gunners! Aim for the Titan-Class lifeform attacking our portside nacelle! Missiles, lock onto the Winged-Monster raking our engines! Shields, rotate frequencies!"
"Watch your crossfire! Send out the Psions!"
"We may die here, but we will still honor the Founders!"
Twenty ships explode into flames within the first thirty seconds of combat. So violent is the Cherubiim's initial attack that many Changeling Observers have to scramble to rectify the data.
"Confusion! Our scans only indicated the presence of a single Archangel lifeform! Where did these hundreds of others come from?"
"Unclear. Transmit additional data back to Volgarius. Request additional assistance from the Founders."
"Response negative. The Founders have alrea
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Born with the blood of both common mortals and the Heralds flowing within his veins, Wuchen was once scorned for his mixed ancestry. That is, until he began studying under the Heralds' leader, Omnius. The arduous, the years of pain Wuchen had endured, burned like a fire within him. They gave him the drive to push harder, and realize the mysteries of heaven and earth. Wuchen holds firm to one thing more than anything else: he is the one with the power to shake off these worldly chains.
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III. Limited-time mode [Shadow Surge] returns
Available from 01/24/2022 20:00 (UTC) until 02/03/2022, 20:00 (UTC).
The Shadow Surge mode is back again for a limited time, with the following updates:
Increased the number of Soul Altars on the map.
Players now start with 2 different random melee weapons, instead of 6 as in the previous version.
When players are defeated, Soulbloom Essence will be dropped into their Cairns left behind (as in The Herald's Trial).
IV. Limited-time mode [Eternal Blazes] returns
Available from 02/03/2022 20:00 (UTC) until 02/13/2022, 20:00 (UTC).
Along with Shadow Surge, Eternal Blazes mode is back again for a limited time, with the following updates:
Players can now revive faster.
Players are now given Pistols, Bows, Cannons, Repeating Crossbows and Muskets instead of receiving 3 random ranged weapons, as in the previous version.
Players will get a certain amount of Dark Tide Coins when using different weapons to defeat enemies.
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In this mode, all heroes can be select
Mentos
(I will see myself out)
The doctor says it terminal.
Alot of great jokes get posted here! However just because you have a joke, doesn't mean it's a dad joke.
THIS IS NOT ABOUT NSFW, THIS IS ABOUT LONG JOKES, BLONDE JOKES, SEXUAL JOKES, KNOCK KNOCK JOKES, POLITICAL JOKES, ETC BEING POSTED IN A DAD JOKE SUB
Try telling these sexual jokes that get posted here, to your kid and see how your spouse likes it.. if that goes well, Try telling one of your friends kid about your sex life being like Coca cola, first it was normal, than light and now zero , and see if the parents are OK with you telling their kid the "dad joke"
I'm not even referencing the NSFW, I'm saying Dad jokes are corny, and sometimes painful, not sexual
So check out r/jokes for all types of jokes
r/unclejokes for dirty jokes
r/3amjokes for real weird and alot of OC
r/cleandadjokes If your really sick of seeing not dad jokes in r/dadjokes
Punchline !
Edit: this is not a post about NSFW , This is about jokes, knock knock jokes, blonde jokes, political jokes etc being posted in a dad joke sub
Edit 2: don't touch the thermostat
Do your worst!
How the hell am I suppose to know when itβs raining in Sweden?
Mathematical puns makes me number
We told her she can lean on us for support. Although, we are going to have to change her driver's license, her height is going down by a foot. I don't want to go too far out on a limb here but it better not be a hack job.
Ants donβt even have the concept fathers, let alone a good dad joke. Keep r/ants out of my r/dadjokes.
But no, seriously. I understand rule 7 is great to have intelligent discussion, but sometimes it feels like 1 in 10 posts here is someone getting upset about the jokes on this sub. Let the mods deal with it, they regulate the sub.
They were cooked in Greece.
I'm surprised it hasn't decade.
He lost May
Now that I listen to albums, I hardly ever leave the house.
Said if she ever hosts a gender reveal party, when it comes time to pop the balloon she'll spray everyone with water.
Gender is fluid.
Two muffins are in an oven, one muffin looks at the other and says "is it just me, or is it hot in here?"
Then the other muffin says "AHH, TALKING MUFFIN!!!"
Don't you know a good pun is its own reword?
But let me give it a shot.
For context I'm a Refuse Driver (Garbage man) & today I was on food waste. After I'd tipped I was checking the wagon for any defects when I spotted a lone pea balanced on the lifts.
I said "hey look, an escaPEA"
No one near me but it didn't half make me laugh for a good hour or so!
Edit: I can't believe how much this has blown up. Thank you everyone I've had a blast reading through the replies π
Heβs the new temp.
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The sun was just beginning to set as I rounded the final bend down the dirt track I had been searching for, my nerves were becoming ever more apparent, for what I was about to do isnβt exactly legal, a victimless crime, mind you, but one nonetheless.
After having arrived at the town of Gympie a couple of hours prior, I stopped off to grab a bite to eat and some last supplies then continued on east of the town site to an area of back roads and private property. I knew exactly where I was going but just wanted to ensure the area was as vacant as Iβd hoped, I planned my trip via google maps but rural areas are often left for years without an update, not exactly the most trustworthy resource for surveying.
After a few minutes I approached the end of the track to a large turnaround, opening up from the dense Australian bush into a clearing and as Iβd hoped, all that remained on the property were two dilapidated sheds, some broken fencing and a burned out car. No recent tracks save for my own confirmed its abandoned state and my nerves gradually eased, I doubled back a short distance and found a tucked away clearing, unseen from the track just to be safe.
After parking in the most inconspicuous way I could manage, I gathered my things, my torch, a pocket knife, a warmer change of cloths, about a days worth of water and some snacks for the trip home. Shoving these into my backpack, I locked up and checked the charge on my phone, plotted my route and set out. My destination: the famed Gympie Pyramid.
Less of a pyramid and more akin to a ceremonial mound, the name conjures up fantastic imagery, but the reality appears far more mundane. All that remains is a square-based hill about thirty meters high with a series of six terraces running up one face, with other smaller walls and worked stones scattered around the site. It has been a curiosity of mine for many years, but strangely having always lived but a few hours away had never visited it.
Reportedly discovered in β75 by Rex Gilroy, fantastical claims were made including those of aliens, UFO landing sites and transportation vortices. This garnered the interest of many conspiracy theorists and revisionists while unfortunately discrediting the site in the eyes of contemporary archaeology.
An early study concluded it had been build by an Italian farmer
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Because she wanted to see the task manager.
And boy are my arms legs.
But thatβs comparing apples to oranges
βThis Forest is vast, wolf-child, and itβs roots run deep. You believe you are strong, but you do not know true strength. For even if a tree is cut down in the Winter, it will return in the Spring, all is a Cycle. Death is but a door to new Life.β
The haggard and decrepit looking old woman said prophetically from where she stood beneath a great oak tree that grew beside the mouth of a wide cave as Bannik approached with sword in hand, keeping his eyes trained on the massive swarm of buzzing insects that hung over the witch and the tree like a malignant cloud as he went. He had not taken a lot of time to imagine what his battle with this witch would be like when he entered the swamp, but even so, he had not imagined that it would have turned out like this. With all of his new-found companions scattered around him in the mud, beaten and battered by a forest with faces that seemed to be alive with a will of its own, while he stood alone before his enemy. Off to his right, Ivaar lay against a stone barely conscious with his left arm twisted and broken, his cherished axe left discarded in the mud by his side, while Shanks lay off to his left on his back in the mud, chest heaving as blood poured from his nose and mouth. All of the other men that they brought with them had been taken by the forest, some becoming mangled and mutilated corpses that while others left no trace behind.
Bannik approached the wicked crone before him with resolve in each step, despite the cold terror that had begun to rack his body and the loud, howling laughter of the demons that haunted his vision. They danced around him like giddy children in anticipation of his demise, their dark and deformed faces alight with pride and joy. He ignored them as he walked forward to meet the Witch face to face beneath the grand tree that disrupted the soil it grew from, as if it had sprouted up and grown into adulthood with a speed that defied nature. When he finally stood before the Witch, he spoke in a low growl, almost through clenched teeth.
β Iβve come here to kill you.β
The Witch looked him up and down with an expression of deep contemplation in her ancient green eyes before she responded.
βYouβve come to lay the foundation of your masterβs demise, though you donβt know it yet. He cannot deny the Cycle forever, and neither can you. Your words are brave, wolf-child. But I wonder, does your body and spirit carry the same strength as your brave words? For you will need more than wor
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Put it on my bill
Heard they've been doing some shady business.
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The Cherubiim rockets from Hell Harbor's atmosphere into space, flanked by JΓΆrmungandr and hundreds of its other summons. It leaves behind a few dozen primordial lifeforms to harass and ultimately kill the Demon Emperors, but compared to the massive Volgrim armada, the demons no longer pose the Archangels much threat.
Despite thousands of kilometers separating the Volgrim fleet from Hell Harbor's atmosphere, the Cherubiim advances upon them at an alarming speed. Within seconds, its hundreds of summons crash into the fleet, ripping their mighty ships to fragments. Of the eight thousand vessels present, more than four hundred come under immediate attack, unable to back off compared to the Cherubiim's summons' superior acceleration and maneuverability.
Primordial Angels, Titans, and Dragons treat the Volgrim ships like Christmas presents, tearing them open to expose their insides to the vacuum of the Void. The Psions on board the nearest vessels fight back, ignoring the dangers of space thanks to their durable bodies deliberately designed and modified to unleash hell in even the deadliest environments. However, their fellow Technopath and Changeling Volgrim don't possess the same physical attributes. With almost none of them adapted to the harshness of space, they perish to suffocation at alarming speeds, assuming the primordial beings assaulting their ships don't kill them first.
The Cherubiim does not engage directly in the slaughter, but instead continuously conjur
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