So, last weekend, Ruka and Public Shame had another turn. Once again, the restaurant Zone and two nights of rock and roll. The last visit was in the spring, so it was time to see if the ramps still found their place.
Two-night shows have their own charm, though. On the first day, you build, wonder, and peddle a few sets, and on the second day, you get to pick up where you left off. Of course, there is a whole day in which to consider whether something should be adjusted. It's not often you just let it go. 🙂
In the past, Zone has had a thought about PA placement and the spread of sound beyond normal. The partition near the stage does its own challenges, and by staring at the speakers, you do not know where you are. On an earlier trip, it was put in front of the fillings to fix the bitterness, so for the first time, there was no movement with this space, and I put the fill back on the right side of the middle pole.
Friday, first bet of the weekend. A week earlier, when I was in pain with the sound of singing and guitars, and the sound of the sound, there were no challenges at all. The songs and the guitars were bright and distinctive. The songs were about 10dB smaller in relation to other players, than in Petrelli and still came fresh. On the other side of the PA upstairs, I was in the middle of my first set to drop a few debis. The reflection on the partition highlighted the right side so much that it was allowed to be left a bit smaller.
There was another round on Saturday. In the same place, it is impossible to compare the evenings in a row. The framework and the band remain the same, but the audience can make the evening very different, and there were actually a little fewer people present on Saturday.
A small challenge to the evening was the flu in the band, which shook up 2 / 3 of the singers, even to the extent that the set lists had to be rewritten before the show. Ville had a voice in his blood in bad oxygen, that he only ended up in a pickled background and left out all the leds. Also the lead singer of the band Jake had the flu, but the sound of his blood on the floor that night went well. At the end of the last set of the second night, of course, the sound went into the prax, but not so bad as not to survive. With a little eq, you could take over the worst connotations.
In Zone, it is allowed to jolt on the table, as in the fells many times, and the sound is decimated if there are many people on the tables. Fortunately, this wasn't a crazy rags, and the tables were full for moments. In those moments, even a mixer has to look for his own position, so he can actually hear something. I didn't remember to take the picture from the worst moment, but to put ten more apples in that picture, we're close.
Well, that's the weekend. There was Olli driving his own light cup, and a small pug was also found in a long drive. So, in the long run, some of the execute buttons could throw themselves without responding to the DMX broadcast, and I actually found the most likely reason for that. I mean, it was fast working with the app's boot, but it'll be fine next time.
So, for Public Shame, two nights of playing, and the same amount of tech work for your own work. Finally, you're going to pile up and head home. On the way back, the authorities happened to remember the driver with written assignments, when they were a little too busy at home... Well, these things happen...