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Revisiting Fiddelity

Given our uncertain times when live performances are not allowed, or encouraged, I decided to proceed with "Fiddelity" as an audio production. After all, we are living in war-like conditions to some degree and audio was the way of the world. But this proved challenging: My limited laptop voice recorder is not exactly state of the art. Nor are my own recording skills. And this was my first venture into the world of Podcasts.

I decided, to make it more interesting, to have different people do the voice of some of the characters the actor in a monologue would only tell you about. Three people have done four of these characters. So technically it is no longer a monologue. And of course, the different voices have all been recorded at different locations and on different devices.

Juggling these different audio clips, attempting to insert them into the main recording, while trying to do my own lines with some feeling has been, to say the least, daunting.  I had hoped to add in some sound bytes too: the sea and sea gulls, birds in a park, bar noises with music in the background, and so forth. But I quickly decided against it for this production. This not only required a third screen on my small laptop monitor, but the reproduction left a great deal to be desired: The waves sounded more like a toilet being flushed repeatedly. The birds sounded like a steam kettle boiling. The bar sounded like a 1950 Morris Oxford trying to start up on a frosty morning at -10 Celsius. And a clip of a poorly played fiddle, intended to be so, sounded like a distant, whining chainsaw! I left that last one in though.

 The Podcast can be accessed at The Granville Ferry PodcastThere is no charge for listening to the Podcast, but it is hoped that some listeners may donate something to a performing artist or performing arts organization negatively affected by Covid-19.

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