Give Them A Microphone

Yesterday I picked up something I've been meaning to get for a while: a microphone. The kind of microphone you see news people pointing at themselves and others. It's a pretty cheap one at 20 bucks, but it will do at least for now. I want to be able to add high-quality (sound-recording-wise - I can't vouch for content) narration to my videos/slideshows, and I believe I should be able to plug it into my video camera as well, though I haven't tried that yet.

Last night Bek went with Granny to a Tom Paxton concert so I had the boys to myself for the night. I figured the microphone would make for some entertainment. Boy was I right! That's all Max wanted to do the whole evening. Emmett did take a break after a while by going to Cameron's house for a bit, but not Max. We spent the whole night recording ourselves saying nonsense, making funny sounds, singing songs and, eventually, interviewing each other, asking what each other's favorite things were. Alas, I'm not sure any of it is worthy of distribution.

I had the microphone plugged into my computer and used the program Garageband to do the recording. What fun! But Max wanted nothing to do with any of the effects that are possible such as making it sound like you are talking in an amphitheater or changing a male voice into a female voice (pretty impressively too - I'll try to have an example of that sometime this weekend.) Max really doesn't like any modification of reality. Not so much a purist, as frightened by it.

Have I unleashed a pandoras box? Soon Max will be interviewing anyone who dares enter our house!