And what a journey it has been. It started with the sudden demise of my HP laptop in the midst of Christmas blogging. Then, the challenge of a new laptop (a lovely Samsung Galaxy, on sale, and minus an instruction manual), Windows 11 (which I've nicknamed "Let's see--how can we make 10 worse?"), a new audio analog-to-digital interface (nice enough, but no Roland Duo-Capture), an external keyboard (I hate typing on a flat one), an four-jack USB extension hub, and... the return of my big and superb Omen monitor. I'd have stuck with the Samsung display, which is gorgeous, but the cause of too much eyestrain when I'm editing images and audio. An aging-vision issue? Very possibly.
And some glitches too complicated to explain. Or too boring to describe, at least. For instance, my Behringer U-Control interface has no internal volume control, and the VinylStudio program, sensing the lack of an internal volume adjustment, shuts off its OWN. AND, though my MAGIX software has an auto-adjust feature for the (very loud) Rec Out signal from my vintage Sony amp, stereo input is channel-summed to monaural. I have no idea why. I've studied the settings, but no clue.
Oh, and despite what the Best Buy Geek Squad assured me, the data-retrieval process (from my old tower to my Samsung) went poorly, with many C-drive items lost--and ALL of the D-drive data--kaput. Meaning, any number of this blog's ZIP files. Truth is, I had tried to move D-drive data to my whatever-it's-called Microsoft cloud storage. (Oh, yeah--OneDrive.) But I couldn't figure out how to do it. The ways of OneDrive are strange. I was happy, though, that my C-drive data all went into the cloud quickly and automatically. Meanwhile, the Geek Squad managed to retrieve C-drive data I had long ago deleted. It's all too complicated.
Anyway, a post in progress, and--meanwhile--a repeat of a 2020 offering whose ZIP somehow still remains at Box.com. It is, in my fake-hit-authority opinion, the very best Fab Four knockoff of all time. The LP dates from a period when U.K.-to-U.S. postage rates were still reasonable. Stay tuned.
Wolf: I just can't explain it, Dr. Hood. This drive to gobble up grandmothers--I just can't control it. You must think pretty badly of me. Especially since I just ate YOUR grandma.
Dr. Hood: I'm here to listen, not to judge.
Lee