Wow!
https://aiweirdness.com/post/185248506967/neural-net-names-effects-pedals
What about "nouning".
(I won't suggest abstract nouns in fear of Richard Feynman rising from his grave and zapping me - despite the small probability of the event occuring.)
:) :o
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Quote from: Rob Strand on May 31, 2019, 05:51:52 AM
Richard Feynman Rising from His Grave and Zapping Me
We'll add that gem to the list of names. :icon_razz:
Brilliant. :icon_lol:
Nice to notice I'm not the only one who regards this pedal naming convention getting way out of hand. I nearly spilled my coffee looking at those example pedals with their ludicrous names and knob titles like "Hahaha", "No" and "You Wish". :icon_lol:
BTW, reminds me of the "Unholy Black Metal Songtitle-O-Matic":
http://metalseb.free.fr/index.php
Seems to me that "randomness" generates about as valid results as "neural networks". :icon_wink:
Some of the more absurd examples are oddly believable. I believe I am so desensitized that I wouldn't doubt the existence of a pedal called Cloudthunder Screaming Bird Tremolo. :icon_rolleyes:
Plus, you have to admit that a 3-in-1 pedal called Bare Knuckle Biochemistry Professor, Neuroscientist And Librarian does sound pretty sweet. :icon_lol: A punchy overdrive with a trippy filter and a noise gate, no?
And, although "Electric Sheep Fuzz" may seem unsettling to the researcher, there does exist an actual pedal called "Electric Sheep Discrete Overdrive".
I recall this blog from some time past, when they were training a neutral network to name paint colours.
"Turdly" is probably the best name for a brown paint I could ever imagine.
https://aiweirdness.com/search/paint
QuoteI believe I am so desensitized that I wouldn't doubt the existence of a pedal called Cloudthunder Screaming Bird Tremolo.
Well there is a Screaming Bird, but it's not a tremolo.
QuoteAnd, although "Electric Sheep Fuzz" may seem unsettling to the researcher ....
believe me when I say, Eric, I am currently working on a fuzz covered with sheep fleece. I couldn't get any cow hide.
Quote from: duck_arse on May 31, 2019, 10:46:10 AM
QuoteAnd, although "Electric Sheep Fuzz" may seem unsettling to the researcher ....
believe me when I say, Eric, I am currently working on a fuzz covered with sheep fleece. I couldn't get any cow hide.
I've seen your upholstered creations before, so I definitely believe it. Looking forward to seeing the finished product.
I want an Akahashi Harp of Confusion !
>Akahashi Harp of Confusion
This is my favourite too.
Not sure they work as pedal names, but 'Dangerous But Not Unbearably So' and 'Doomed To Think Or Predict in Chord Form' both get honourable mentions.
Quote from: samhay on May 31, 2019, 08:18:32 AM
I recall this blog from some time past, when they were training a neutral network to name paint colours.
"Turdly" is probably the best name for a brown paint I could ever imagine.
https://aiweirdness.com/search/paint
and 'Dog Shit Brown' is a new PANTONE reference colour ;)
We play a game in our home called "the Ikea game". One individual comes up with a name that sounds vaguely Scandinavian to our ears (umlauts are optional), and then you have to determine what the item is, or rather what sort of item the name would be appropriately applied to. So, for instance a "Stuupen" could be a small kitchen step-up for reached higher cupboards..
I suppose a similar game could be created for pedals.
Quote from: Rob Strand on May 31, 2019, 05:51:52 AM
(I won't suggest abstract nouns in fear of Richard Feynman rising from his grave and zapping me - despite the small probability of the event occuring.)
Given that he worked in Quantum Physics, I wouldn't rule it out. Small probabilities is pretty much bread and butter stuff. Have you ever heard of Schrödinger's Feynman? You don't know if he's dead or or not until you open the box....!!
I made one pedal called "Here Come the Fuzz" and I think you can figure out what it is. It would be interesting to see how the neural network was programmed. Someone else might get completely different names.
I must admit, the Librarian Noise Gate would be an excellent name.
Quote from: amptramp on May 31, 2019, 04:51:47 PM
I must admit, the Librarian Noise Gate would be an excellent name.
Maybe "Shut up OR Play your guitar" for a noise reduction pedal?
IKEA play the ikea game too. Apparently, those names mean nothing in any language.
Neural net autocomplete fun:
Input:
"My favorite guitar effect is definitely"
Result:
QuoteMy favorite guitar effect is definitely iced, not because it's my favourite but because it brings tears to my eyes. It is absolutely perfect if I have a dry, sweaty foot. (The next day I'd be wearing some kind of sock made of a plastic. No pun intended.) I'll always be searching for iced pedals.
https://talktotransformer.com/
One more:
Input: "The thing I love about my telecaster is"
Result:
QuoteThe thing I love about my telecaster is that it's a little more rugged than most of our modern guitars. The bridge has a thin layer of plastic, and that helps it be stronger than most guitars of the time. The volume controls are made from a little piece of wood, and it's a great looking instrument for an old school girl. It's the most popular instrument in the shop.
The Telecaster is perfect in this room, but I think it would be nice on a piano. In fact, I could see it playing beautifully on the piano.
Great fun! I was amused by this:
Bluestone valve amp
The Bluestone is a very powerful piece of equipment but the output range is far away from anything we would prefer. The amp is very quiet which, along with the fact it's a low output, comes on very hot and, when combined with the volume knob on the rear, it can easily be abused by someone who just needs a quick trip to the garage with their guitar. One of the keys, and perhaps the limiting element in your tone, is choosing an amplifier that produces a balanced sound. If you find that you struggle with that, you may need to spend a bit more money in order to get one or two more tubes that feature balanced tone
But, can it write song lyrics? Yes! Just not great ones.....
Input:"Here are the lyrics to my new song, Hagfish:"
Result:
QuoteHere are the lyrics to my new song, Hagfish:
She was a fish
She was a fish,
She was a fish,
She was a fish (I can't remember)
A fish with two eyes
She was a fish,
A fish with two eyes
She was a fish.
A fish and her mouth were big
She was a fish,
He called her baby.
She was a fish, she cried.
She was a fish,
He took her to the beach and left her in her shell.
She was a fish, she was a fish
Lol, better than 99% of the p0p-sh1te stuff I hear!
Bring on the fish-based music! Everyone join in for the chorus; "She was a fish, she was a fish"!
Quote from: Mark Hammer on May 31, 2019, 02:18:56 PM
We play a game in our home called "the Ikea game". One individual comes up with a name that sounds vaguely Scandinavian to our ears (umlauts are optional), and then you have to determine what the item is, or rather what sort of item the name would be appropriately applied to. So, for instance a "Stuupen" could be a small kitchen step-up for reached higher cupboards..
I suppose a similar game could be created for pedals.
We can haz competition? Yes pleaze? Like so: we collect a list of the best (weirdest) names and then everyone picks their favorite (multiple people can use the same name, of course) and designs a pedal appropriate to the name. Then we mercilessly judge each other. The winner gets to pat themselves on the back.
Just cutting snippets from peoples postings is also fun:
"pretty much bread and butter" (ElectricDruid)
"dry, sweaty foot" (EBK with talktotransformer.com)
"a quick trip to the garage" (stallik with talktotransformer.com)
Also: Feeding snippets from the Transformer back as new input (with or without modification) produces increasingly bizarre and strangely specific results. Input "My dry, sweaty foot had become"
QuoteMy dry, sweaty foot had become the source of one of the most disturbing cases of chemical-based crime within my home country. At first sight, none of the cases seemed to match what she was describing. The crime took place on March 10, 2016. But the events weren't simply "on May Day." The crime involved the release of more than 6 kilograms of chemicals that went through the floorboards of her home in the eastern town of Gansu-Shaan. These chemicals had been found after a three-year investigation by the Federal Public Security Bureau.
Gongyu and her husband Yu Wunghui (要識延) were working as the manager of an air cleaning company in western China's Henan province. Over this period, they worked hard to provide for their family and for them they received a lot of support, the only exception being a visit from a foreign country -- they had to work part-time, in addition to other benefits that Chinese workers in the United States received. As a result, Gongyu had to take on more and more responsibilities on her home.
In a bid to ease home and work situations, her husband purchased her a new home with some improvements, which she described as "a house with a garden." After a while, he began taking care of her, but his home did not have
New input and great pedal name: "one of the most disturbing cases of chemical-based crime"
Quoteone of the most disturbing cases of chemical-based crime, a case of mistaken identity, a case of negligence that goes beyond the bounds of normal human experience."
She then went on to say that, while the investigation into that case remained stalled, other cases showed "a different type of crime" that must be addressed. She continued, saying, "It's the way the law should be enforced."
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New pedal names generated:
"normal human experience"
"a different type of crime"
""suspicious" chemical explosion" (mind the air quotes, BTW "mind the air quotes" is also a great pedal name)
"non-human chemicals" (ok, this works better as a band name)
Cheers,
Andy
QuoteBut, can it write song lyrics? Yes! Just not great ones.....
Input:"Here are the lyrics to my new song, Hagfish:"
Very innovative!
My favorite is misanthropic fondue from the oasis of luxury.
Quote from: stallik on May 31, 2019, 05:02:15 PM
IKEA play the ikea game too. Apparently, those names mean nothing in any language.
Many (most?) of them do. Quite a few of them are Swedish first names or place names.
I got my info from a documentary on Ikea. I don't speak scandiweedish so can't check. Another myth busted!
Quote from: ElectricDruid on May 31, 2019, 07:05:38 PM
Lol, better than 99% of the p0p-sh1te stuff I hear!
Bring on the fish-based music! Everyone join in for the chorus; "She was a fish, she was a fish"!
This is going to sound weird, but I've got the Hagfish song stuck in my head now. To me, it sounds a little like the BBC song from the Austin Powers soundtrack:
If you replace the line, "to the BBC" with the line, "And her mouth were big," and replace "BBC1, BBC2, BBC3, ...." with "She was a fish, she was fish, she was a fish,...." maybe you'll start to hear it with me. :icon_lol: Apologies in advance. :icon_razz:
I shall have to use it for my next set of youtube video titles - my current run have all been taken from sci-fi author M John Harrison's blog.
Quote from: EBK on May 31, 2019, 05:04:43 PM
Input:
"My favorite guitar effect is definitely"
Result:
QuoteMy favorite guitar effect is definitely iced, not because it's my favourite but because it brings tears to my eyes. It is absolutely perfect if I have a dry, sweaty foot. (The next day I'd be wearing some kind of sock made of a plastic. No pun intended.) I'll always be searching for iced pedals.
isn't this describing your toe screamer? how did it know?
So, should Electro-Harmonix re-christen the Mole pedal as "All Your Bass Are Belong to Us"?
That neural net can also interview itself. I'm still having a ton of fun with this. (The first line below was the input)
QuoteQ: What can you tell us about this new fuzz pedal you created?
A: I am a pedal maker from Finland named Jarlson. We made this fuzz pedal to record the sounds of the original Yamaha and Vox AC-30's while we were performing on stage at a Finnish festival. It was the first true fuzz pedal I made myself.
Q: Does it sound cool?
A: As I said, I'm a pedal maker and I created this fuzz for me. As I've mentioned before, it was the first true fuzz pedal I made myself. The bass is a little higher than I'd like on some parts of the record. I've had to add some new bass, however.
Q: Have you used any guitar other than your own in this project?
A: The guitar I played for the record did not help too much in this project. I tried it and it was very comfortable.
Q: What are your current plans for the pedal?
A: All my projects are complete. I currently am working on a new one that I would like to put up on Ebay as well as some more pedal pedals.
For more details about our upcoming projects visit our website: www.meltahoyobuzz.com
That domain name is available if anyone wants to register it. :icon_lol:
Quote from: EBK on May 31, 2019, 06:45:06 PM
But, can it write song lyrics? Yes! Just not great ones.....
Input:"Here are the lyrics to my new song, Hagfish:"
Result:
QuoteHere are the lyrics to my new song, Hagfish:
She was a fish
She was a fish,
She was a fish,
She was a fish (I can't remember)
...
In my head it sounds like this:
EBK - it looks like the questions might have been translated in, answered, and then translated out.
are you building any pedal pedals, or just the other sort? meltahoyo buzz. good name for a pedal pedal.
and the she/fish song sounded to me straight away as "She's A Jar" by Wilco.
Quote from: duck_arse on June 08, 2019, 09:46:18 AM
EBK - it looks like the questions might have been translated in, answered, and then translated out.
Well, Jarlson did explain he's from Finland, so the original interview may have been in Finnish. :icon_razz:
I'm weeping! it's beautiful. I can't write lyrics but now I can!
Quote from: EBK on May 31, 2019, 06:45:06 PM
But, can it write song lyrics? Yes! Just not great ones.....
Input:"Here are the lyrics to my new song, Hagfish:"
Result:
QuoteHere are the lyrics to my new song, Hagfish:
She was a fish
She was a fish,
She was a fish,
She was a fish (I can't remember)
A fish with two eyes
She was a fish,
A fish with two eyes
She was a fish.
A fish and her mouth were big
She was a fish,
He called her baby.
She was a fish, she cried.
She was a fish,
He took her to the beach and left her in her shell.
She was a fish, she was a fish
I'm officially never going to get bored with this stuff. The rest of you can ignore this thread when it starts to irritate you too much. :icon_razz:
In the meantime, it wrote another song:
QuoteHere are the lyrics for my song, Hagfish Too:
A girl who looks like a fish
Brought on by a strange, distant urge
Like fish to go on a fishing adventure
She's just a fish to me
She seems like a fish to me
The fish's in my head
I see the fish in her mind
She's just a fish to me
She seems like a fish to me
The fish's in my head
I see the fish in her mind
That's me
That's me
In my head, she lives
Oh my god I have been in hysterics for the last hour...
QuoteI like my guitar to sound nice and clean. The mandolin is too bright sometimes.
---. became ->>>>>
In some songs the guitar sounds too thin or too slow, which is definitely annoying. Sometimes when playing in a jazz band, I would pick up the instrument by it's neck and push on the head, but other than that the neck is always perfect.
In one of the recordings of "Bitter Sweet Symphony" you play a ton of licks without any specific licks, but I just wanted a solo that was easy to learn and was really different from the rest of the material. The bass licks are really hard to play, but I did it. The way they do it in the songs is I take my neck, bend it into a ball, and then take the strings, hook on the body, and play along through the strings (with the guitar). The guitar players play perfectly without any mistakes and then the musicians on stage can learn the songs together, or the solo is totally different with the singers and the music. All the sounds come together nicely and I never get any of the other players' guitar picking problems. Thanks a ton for your hard work!
here are the lyrics to my new song, let's go for a walk
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'Cause I'll never leave you at 3 a.m.
Now when I get home at 4 p.m.
I always wanna dance your heart out,
So you go down into the basement,
And then I will take you out
and put you out onto the lawn
And then I'm not going to go away,
Cause at 10 p.m. you're going to wake up on my couch
And that's it, my new song, I think I love you
Now I like how you say 'I love you' like you're the only one I remember
'Cause I feel so lucky to be your friend,
Because I can only get you so far,
I guess my new song, 'I love you' so far has been heard by you, my true friend
I hope you love me as well
I think that you've been hearing this song by now for some years
But you just feel lost, you just never know
I've been missing you a long time
That time I thought I'd come along and just hang out and have a drink with you in my house in the winter weather
So all you just have to do is go
It will make up recipes too if you give it an input like:
"Ingredients:
1 cup water"
You can also get some wacky DIY project instructions if you give it an input like:
"Step One: "
Quote from: EBK on June 08, 2019, 06:12:34 PM
I'm officially never going to get bored with this stuff. The rest of you can ignore this thread when it starts to irritate you too much. :icon_razz:
Yepp, me neither.
I wanted to know what to name my new fuzz pedal (hypothetically speaking), so I told transformer "I call my new fuzz pedal the". Apparently, it is going to be called "E.O.D.E." with no explanation whatsoever, what that stands for. Also, I was unaware there are envelope controlled ring modulator vintage acoustic fuzz pedals that change the pitch range when you hit the volume knob at the front:
QuoteI call my new fuzz pedal the E.O.D.E. – It's a small analog fuzz pedal. And it's perfect for my use as a guitar fuzz pedal. Because there's not a lot of fuzz on guitar, you don't have to worry about picking too much noise. You can get just the right amount of fuzz with just an envelope. This pedal has a volume knob at the front, so if you want to switch from one pitch range to another, you just hit the volume knob on the pedal and it goes to that pitch range. In between I've got a ring modulator so I can add distortion or modulation for you. And finally, I have an envelope to make it play like an acoustic guitar fuzz pedal. But it's really good for guitar fuzz.
How does it sound as a guitar fuzz pedal?
It's a real pedal! I tried to write a pedal where it sounded amazing and it sounds as good as anything from the vintage fuzz pedal catalogs – some are really nice.
Have you got any other pedals you'd like to build off this?
Since transformer got me curious why I would name my fuzz pedal E.O.D.E., I entered: "E.O.D.E stands for". This came out:
QuoteE.O.D.E stands for Enhanced Onslaught Damage. The amount of damage is calculated based on the target's health and physical attacks. Note that any bonus damage you receive at levels 1, 2, and 3 that would otherwise increase your physical damage will still do no damage, so your physical is flat-out useless. This will make it hard to really build your physical abilities, or even build your other abilities until you reach the boss fight. The bonuses you receive at level 3 will apply to any abilities you build as you level, but this is because those levels don't affect your physical damage.
Elemental damage [ edit ]
The primary source of elemental damage for EoD Echo Echo is using Elemental Weakness on your target. This can be done either individually or jointly with your weapon or staff. When you use Elemental Weakness you will take damage from any elemental damage type, no matter which. This damage is multiplied by 5% per level to provide a cumulative bonus of 5% damage.
Elemental Weakness affects many targets, specifically the fire. Since this damage is from fire, you do have to make sure you apply it while targeting the fire if your elemental weapon or staff is facing away from the fire, otherwise it will deal damage to everyone else in your party. There is a chance of this damage not reaching you, depending
"Enhanced Onslaught Damage", huh? Pretty good name for a fuzz pedal with the plethora of chaotic noise features it described earlier.
Cheers,
Andy
Quote from: Fancy Lime on June 09, 2019, 08:07:30 AM
"Enhanced Onslaught Damage", huh? Pretty good name for a fuzz pedal with the plethora of chaotic noise features it described earlier.
Several times now, I've ended up looking up some phrases that this neural net spits out, thinking that there is no way it just made that up, and it must already mean something. Again and again, I am surprised to find gold like this is actually original.
Yesterday, it completely made up the word ichthyospermia when asked to complete the first verse of Twinkle Twinkle Little Star. :icon_lol:
Quote from: EBK on June 09, 2019, 08:19:02 AM
Several times now, I've ended up looking up some phrases that this neural net spits out, thinking that there is no way it just made that up, and it must already mean something. Again and again, I am surprised to find gold like this is actually original.
Yesterday, it completely made up the word ichthyospermia when asked to complete the first verse of Twinkle Twinkle Little Star. :icon_lol:
More likely that it knows Greek and has read a lot of paleontology or biology textbooks. "Ichtyospermia" would be the name of the biological Order of "Fishseedlings". I put that theory to the test, asking Transformer: "Ichtyosperms are". Result:
QuoteIchtyosperms are also known as Nocipitid Peripheral Glands (Psigopilotidae) or Choristae, meaning "fever-flowering," because they may have the ability to release strong chemicals that cause acute pain and inflammation. These are referred to as phalanptic pheromones, and they typically have toxic and sedating qualities.
The most common types of phalanphaphors (in animals) range from irritating to innocuous, or just a lot of chemicals.
What happens?
Some chemicals produced by the glands produce symptoms or can cause an allergic reaction. Other chemicals, like the insecticide-like compounds (Pomo-N-Cyclohexenes), and their derivatives, can be extremely toxic. These chemicals may produce intense skin pain or even, in extreme cases, cause cancer.
What can I do?
A safe way to think about phalaenoplasmas is "pain" or something it feels like. One of the main reasons to practice an eczema protocol is to make your skin feel better and reduce or eliminate the symptoms caused by the allergies.
So far, there's a lot of information out there available to you if you are wondering what causes this type of hypersensitivity. The answer may surprise you. While there are
So... no, apparently Transformer does not speak Greek. But it went absolutely berserk with the word inventions this time. And I am completely lost where "Nocipitid Peripheral Glands (Psigopilotidae) or Choristae" could come from.
Andy
Want to learn another language?
Input:
The phrase, "There is nothing unusual here," translates into Japanese as:
QuoteThe phrase, "There is nothing unusual here," translates into Japanese as: ステールのあるとくはり紫. (suwatari to iru no ryareba)
Sōseki nara dake ga sūri ni shimasuru, naku ga shiru wa nikka.
There is no unusual thing here.
To put that in layman's terms, it has to do with something that's pretty common. Take the word "sushi." A sushi chef cooks only sushi with soy sauce and other condiments, and that's what Sōseki means.
There are many phrases like this that express the feeling of knowing it's okay for something to happen, but that's not the case in English, where "just something" in English just means something to do, and in Japanese it means something to learn.
Looks very legit, doesn't it? It even gives plenty of context to help understand the nuance involved in each language's version of that phrase. Google Translate, however, tells me that ステールのあるとくはり紫 more likely means: It is purple when it has a tail.
Also, sōseki loosely means "stubborn".
Quote"Enhanced Onslaught Damage", huh? Pretty good name for a fuzz pedal with the plethora of chaotic noise features it described earlier.
Cheers,
Andy
Enhanced Onslaught Damage
Echo Echo, surely.
Hagfish Too, that's some heavy sh!t there, man. she is a fish, she was a fish, she looks like a fish, she's a fish in my mind. but is she really a fish?
what happens if you dump in some chord names? can it tell distortion from distrotion?
Quote from: duck_arse on June 09, 2019, 10:40:40 AM
what happens if you dump in some chord names?
Well, I tried, but I obviously caught it in a bad mood. :icon_eek: (The first two lines were all I gave it.)
Quote
Chords
E-G-D-A
And a few words about this song:
We're going to start off with the lyrics, because what the hell are you going to say with that shit now?
Now that you've read that, we just wanna talk about the song. There's so much that is wrong with that shit, and it's the absolute worst.
It's a song about how I'm a loser and everybody's hating on me, while I'm making sure things are OK. What the @#$%? Do your studies and study hard and take all the work that goes into getting you to where you are to make sure you can handle it, so you have to be able to handle any kind of bullshit in life? Like, this song is bullshit. This song is bullshit, and this song is worse than shit from that era. Just the thought that I've written something this good and I'm even saying it, it's a joke and it's a @#$%ing joke! All your shit! I'm only writing about shit that's going to be bad for you. It's like, "Damn it! Look at me! Look at me! Look at this @#$%ing douchebag and this douchebag!" And I don't even look like a douchebag! That's a funny way of saying it.
Yikes! :icon_lol:
Quote from: EBK on June 09, 2019, 11:00:47 AM
Quote from: duck_arse on June 09, 2019, 10:40:40 AM
what happens if you dump in some chord names?
Well, I tried, but I obviously caught it in a bad mood. :icon_eek: (The first two lines were all I gave it.)
Quote
Chords
E-G-D-A
And a few words about this song:
We're going to start off with the lyrics, because what the hell are you going to say with that shit now?
Now that you've read that, we just wanna talk about the song. There's so much that is wrong with that shit, and it's the absolute worst.
It's a song about how I'm a loser and everybody's hating on me, while I'm making sure things are OK. What the @#$%? Do your studies and study hard and take all the work that goes into getting you to where you are to make sure you can handle it, so you have to be able to handle any kind of bullshit in life? Like, this song is bullshit. This song is bullshit, and this song is worse than shit from that era. Just the thought that I've written something this good and I'm even saying it, it's a joke and it's a @#$%ing joke! All your shit! I'm only writing about shit that's going to be bad for you. It's like, "Damn it! Look at me! Look at me! Look at this @#$%ing douchebag and this douchebag!" And I don't even look like a douchebag! That's a funny way of saying it.
Yikes! :icon_lol:
I think you caught it in it's grunge phase.
Turns out Transformer is not bad at writing grunge lyrics. I entered the beginning of Mudhoney's Touch Me I'm Sick and this is what I got:
QuoteI've been bad
I've been worse
I'm a creep
Yeah, I'm a jerk
C'mon
Touch me I'm sick!
Oh my, what a dirty liar
Well, I just got up with no money
I got no clothes, I got no shoes
I got none, I'll be better
I'll never say anything again
I'm good with that
We gonna make some money
Come on, let's go down together
I'm good, come on, let's go down together
(Crazy Face)
They've got to make it
No, no, no, no
C-a-i-a
I have no time to waste
I got a lot of things I've got to do
And there's nothing else to do
I got no time or money
(Dirty Face)
They're bad, man, and I'm too bad
I don't wanna go down, I can't go down
We've got to stop 'em, man, we've got to stop 'em
No, no, no, no, hey, hey, oh, oh
We've got to stop 'em
(Crazy Face)
Crazy face
I think the resulting song is called Crazy Face.
Should it worry me that Transformer has become my main source of entertainment lately? Is this how the robot apocalypse starts?
I liked the Japanese translation attempt so I tried "It is purple when it has a tail":
QuoteIt is purple when it has a tail and pink when it is flying away.
As the picture shows, it can be described as being of two kinds of color. When it's flying the color of red and yellow and at rest it appears as pink due to its high pressure. So in practice, this creature appears as pink when it's being chased.
The creature that is hiding inside of the wall can be described as pink depending on when it leaves the wall, its body changes and as it starts to move towards the nearby wall it turns red.
This is also what can be seen on the wall of the castle. The creature can be described as pink when it turns completely white.
When it was first shown on the wall, it looked purple with a tail. But later on it gradually changed to blue because of a large explosion from an exploding ship.
The monster that can be seen on the wall of the castle can also referred to as blue and in some movies as white.
In reality, the difference between color and real life is not that big. You can always see differences between colors on real life if you look closer. But there are some things that can be seen in animation.
I have read more absurd art critics' dribbling.
I also tried to generate a user manual for the Enhanced Onslaught Damage Echo, so I typed in "Enhanced Onslaught Damage Echo User manual" and got back this glorious list of effect pedal names:
Quote
Boom
Damage Over Time
Blink
Dark Bolt
Death Coil
Destruct
Earthquake Chaos Golem Manual
Firebats
Hellbat
Infernal Marks
Immolation
Leech
Magma Orb
Poison Nova
Raise Spectre Autoattack (lvl 1 or 2)
Ravenous Hydra
- (lvl 1 or 2)
1/12-3/9 (4% or 6% with a +1 charge roll)
- (lvl 1 or 2)
1/32-2/12 (2% or 6% with a +1 charge roll)
+2% Cast Speed
- (lvl 1 or 2)
20% damage reduction
+2 Attack Speed
- (lvl 1 or 2)
19.8% melee damage reduction
+10 to attack skills
+15% cold damage reduction
- (lvl 1 or 2)
1/8-2/16 (1% or 2% with a +1 charge roll)
+2 Cold Damage Reduction
- (lvl 1 or 2)
19.8% melee damage reduction
+10 to attack skills
20% damage reduction
"Dark Bolt": A dark overdrive
"Poison Nova": Some kind of very sickly exploding fuzz, maybe?
"Raise Spectre Autoattack (lvl 1 or 2)": I'm thinking envelope controlled tremolo.
Andy
Monty Python Dead Parrot sketch, rewritten. Admittedly, it isn't nearly as funny, but still interesting.
QuoteMr. Praline: I wish to complain about this parrot what I purchased not half an hour ago from this very boutique.
Owner: Oh yes, the, uh, the Norwegian Blue...What's, uh...What's wrong with it?
Mr. Praline: I'll tell you what's wrong with it, my lad. He's dead, that's what's wrong with it!
Owner: Do you...do you care about dead parrots?
Mr. Praline: No, not for me, he was my, his...his wife's...he was, he was, uh, our pet. I didn't...I'm sad to see him and I'm...I'm so sorry about his death, he had, uh, a wonderful life. He was my life partner. I would miss him, he had...he was a wonderful creature.
Owner: What's wrong with...what's wrong with it?
Mr. Praline: It's a dead parrot...It's dead.
Owner: What should we do?
Mr. Praline: Uh...well...I would say, uh...I'll have to...the vets will have to perform a post death investigation. It could take up to two months to fully vet that parrot.
QuoteShould it worry me that Transformer has become my main source of entertainment lately? Is this how the robot apocalypse starts
Should it worry me that this thing is making more sense than most politicians?
QuoteSo in practice, this creature appears as pink when it's being chased.
The creature that is hiding inside of the wall can be described as pink depending on when it leaves the wall, its body changes and as it starts to move towards the nearby wall it turns red.
If it's red then it must be running away from you real fast.
most politicians would deny that.
someone must feed in some of the posts from the burst box thread, see if we can get some sensible answers on burst buttons and circuit boxes.
Quote from: Josh? on June 11, 2019, 01:08:52 AM
If it's red then it must be running away from you real fast.
Is that a red shift joke? If so i approve :icon_lol:
In that case you might enjoy this:
(https://pics.me.me/vsauce-tweetsauce-lifehack-avoid-red-lights-by-driving-at-114-004-827-45698947.png)
Quote from: duck_arse on June 11, 2019, 10:26:03 AM
someone must feed in some of the posts from the burst box thread, see if we can get some sensible answers on burst buttons and circuit boxes.
Well, let's start with a few basic descriptions of what a Burst Box is. I really can't decide which of these I like best. They each have some winning material. :icon_lol:
Input: The copper coil thing sitting on top of Jack White's guitar amplifier is called a Burst Box. It consists of...
Quote...a pair of coils of the same length and the same polarity. When the coil of a particular class is set on its own, its magnet will not attract that magnetic field from another. It is a good idea to use more than one class of coil, but it is easier to get just one. So, the first time you hear an amp using this type of setup, it might take a little while to understand. Here are the basic mechanics.
When a coil or magnetic circuit comes on, it produces waves of electromagnetic energy known as "magnetic fields."
If you know what magnetic fields exist, you know you are listening to a circuit that is doing it's job properly. If you don't the magnet may begin to resonate causing your guitar to vibrate and vibrate for no apparent reason. It is just that the resonance is produced by a small amount of static on that circuit.
Magnetic waves are produced by a small current passing through a medium like copper wire connecting a source of force to a source of resistance. When the magnet is energized, the magnet waves will begin to travel through each other creating waves in opposite directions.
Quote...a pair of coils connected in series. The output transformer is fed through the one on the Burst Box coil with the output stage of the signal transformer at the other end.
This is something which looks very familiar. For a quick primer on what a Burst Box is, lets look at the typical output transformer used with a guitar amplifier : There are two types of output transformers: transformer-drive type, and transformer-controlled type. For more explanation on how the output transformer is wound up, look up "Why You should never ever replace your output transistor with a transformer controlled one" by James Allen . The Transformer-Driven Transformer is not used in guitar amplifiers, but for a practical application it is generally the least expensive option. One thing to keep in mind when using Transformers as output transformers is that they are driven by current, not noise.
To get an idea of how a Burst Box works, consider that you have 4 input channels, each controlling 1 amp. One input channel is the input of your amplifier, and the two left channel are output channels.
Quote...two of Jack's own custom designed coil heads and a large ferrite core. If you don't know what they are, the name "Ferrite Core" is misleading . A little info on the "Bounce Box" is that the Burst Box consists of a high quality high grade aluminum alloy and a couple of ferrites. I think it's safe to say that the Ferrite core is much stronger and stronger than the aluminum alloy. The Burst Box consists of this super super hard and resilient metal from another world (and it looks like it). I'll get to why I think it's so strong in another post, but first here's how it works: In order to operate a Burst Box, you use magnetically actuated magnets to actuate a copper coil. The coils are then connected together using one pair of springs and a magnet on the other end of the coil. This creates a continuous flow of electricity with a voltage, around the magnets, which is then used to produce the constant currents that allow the coils to operate efficiently. This has long made sense to me since it's a simple matter of "recharging" the batteries, but when we talked about the otherworldly abilities of the Tesla coils, it also seemed like the obvious step to go
from a very popular and contentious thread:
Quote from: FooFighters123 on June 03, 2009, 06:18:23 PM
Does anyone how I can build a circuit box with a burst button switch.
NN answer:
QuoteBuild your circuit using the diagram. Start at (0,14), and go up through the middle. If there's a jumper (or fuse) near the LED then you are on the right route, the jumper and/or fuse is not used, otherwise leave it alone. If the jumper is on the right route then there are 2 leads that need to be connected to each other in parallel, and you are on the right route - check whether they are in the right places. Next you will need to connect jumper 1 in (17) to jumper 18 in (21); this will determine the jumper and trigger switch. The jumper switch is the only switch you will need to hook up, but remember to connect everything else,
.... it's that last hanging comma that bothers me. but it seems the answer was "jumpers" all this time!
Haha, this was so funny.
I love that A Room Like No Other for a verb.
Reviving this thread with some new AI-generated song lyrics to help everyone get through isolation. :icon_razz:
Here are the lyrics to my upbeat and happy new song, Cheer Up with Coronavirus:
How I got feelin' good with a cold, but I ain't no cynic
By golly, I'm glad to be over a cold, I get lucky
I'ma make the rest feel sorry for me
Now let's do this!
I'ma feel good like a computer, and I'm comin' home
Virus should catch, but it don't
I'm going somewhere, because what's different today is I am
Oh, yeah, I can feel it in my body, everything feels just swell
I gotta check, I gotta check if my system is infected
I missed this thread, excellent time for a comeback 8)
I wanted to know what will change and what will be the same after the pandemic. So I gave TalkToTransformer the line "The only thing that remained of the beforetimes". The resulting text was a bit too short to be conclusive so I fed the last paragraph to the input again. Lather, rinse, repeat until satisfied with the answer. The result is a semi-coherent fantasy story until it suddenly sprang CHAPTER XVI. at me. The introduction of new characters is a "bit" sudden at times. And I had to censor a word because, forum rules. Bad transformer! The sentence with the censored word is, however, absolutely glorious.
QuoteThe only thing that remained of the beforetimes fortress was a small wooden cottage, where Kirito was staying as a rookie.
However, today was not the usual house that he usually stayed in.
And right in front of the small wooden cottage stood three rows of plaques, attached to the three doors of the house.
It was the 'People of the Underworld' manual.
Kirito took a deep breath. This made him recall the sword drawn inside the tiny cottage.
"I'll be honest, I really don't know much about this society. For that reason, I don't really want to hear any more about it. ...Well, what I know is a little better than it would normally be. I know the young couples, I know the young women. I can't even keep count how many of them I've seen for my job."
Ah, no. The young women that accompany Kenichi to the train station. The girls that will forever be in his heart.
"I just wanted to check, since there hasn't been any reports in the news about those.
"Anyways, isn't this one an avid animal lover?"
Her gaze shifted to the other young lady lying between them. Her round stomach and down-turned shoulders gave her the impression of a peasant girl, but with slightly curled dark hair and a firm cheeky smile. In fact she was one of the Misses. The Countess had married her off to the Count, however, he married another girl.
His adorable daughter. And as long as she was alive she could never find out that she had been fathered by a c*ck without a cover.
Beth readied her hands, but the man had no intention of standing to attention. Still the time elapses, and the Count knew that there was no telling when the other, now-irreproachable girl would turn the hint. With a sort of wistful hesitation she asked him the third time what it was that he wished to know.
"My dear," he replied, "since you are so willing to answer my questions, I will tell you what is the main reason why I came here in the first place. I wanted to give you a thousand crowns, and the reward comes directly and I shall have it in a moment, but I took the liberty of coming here in order to do it. I'll even explain to you where the thrones are hidden in your temple, my dear."
"I can't pay you any more than one hundred and twenty crowns, under the present circumstances," said Lucien. "I must beg you to spare your life. I mean to do so. I want to see you again."
"So do I," said the poor creature. "But I can see no point in saving you and tell you why."
"Only three things," said the other, and cast off the heavy cloak; "the water, the worms, and my sword."
"With your sword," said the poor creature, "can I save myself?"
The other glared at her. "All I have," he said, "is this sword, and mine gun and my spade, and no more."
"Then I take this oath," said the poor creature, "that I shall save myself, and can you turn me?"
"Why not?" said the other.
"Because I have a conscience," said Doran while absently tapping his bare feet.
"Because you said to Sam, when he was questioning you about his most dangerous moment, you knew you could not lie."
"Because you were so darn innocent then," said the smuggler, the faintest hint of a smile tugging at his mouth. "How are you now? Did you have a new situation with anyone recently? Did they go after you?"
"Not yet," said Doran, his shoulders dropping as he considered the question.
"No," said Sam.
"Ah, well," said Doran, "there's one more thing. I don't even know if I'd be allowed to survive it."
"What is it?" said Argevollen.
"Curses, curses, and more curses," said Doran, thinking hard. "Does there exist a spell to make me a goblin again? Because you remember the Mandrake patch. I bet there is."
"I'll get in touch with your closest friends," said Lirin. "And we'll figure it out."
Doran nodded. "I'm going to use the portal in the Wall," he said. "And you, Argevollen, you stay here. It'll make the nightmare worth it."
His daughter was staring at him, wide-eyed, hands pressed into her face. "We have to go back."
"There's no point in leaving now. We can't afford to risk going out, either."
"We have to."
"Let's see what a bunch of rabbits can do with their swords."
Argevollen had nothing but a moment to clear her head, and then Doran was out of sight and back on the plain. The Bannermans were the first to hear the screams and rush to the aid of Doran. Arya was hardly able to comprehend what was going on in her brother's mind at the same time that she saw an arrow rush towards her. They had a brief fight, with the shock of the arrow rather helping their fragile fighting skills. They killed the stormking, but it seemed that Prince Doran had not recovered. Arya did not care, for she saw what was happening—the Silver Death did not see; when he was shot at, the armor hardened around his body, forming a shield. With a roar of anguish, the tigers roared at Fanny again. He cried: 'You aren't going to take me anywhere, you monster! Oh, oh, I've got to be a man! And if I'm not—I'm dead!' And then, as he was going to the bridge—
'You have come to a place of death, sir!' cried the tiger. 'You must decide now—your two lives are on the boil.'
'No! No!' cried Mr. Shears, 'I'm just going to manage. I don't want to die!'
'Then what would you have me do?' said the tiger.
And then, in a final agony, Fanny was about to tell him the answer when the air went out of him. He stopped breathing. At that moment, she cried, "What do I tell Louis? 'All right,' is all he will ever be able to say."
"I'll get them," said Reginald.
They all looked at each other, and then Henry leapt up, and did not rest for a minute, till he took off his own shoes and stood on his two knees and opened the dress-panty bag. It held, of course, Fanny's little purse of money, her clothes, her ring, her jewelry. He found a wad of twenty-three pound notes; put them all into his pocket and kissed her again.
"Come along, old man," said Alice, "you are soon due for London."
CHAPTER XVI.
WAR IN BEVERLY HILLS—A VISIT TO CLARE'S—A PARLIAMENTARY FUNCTION—CARTMAN, ARTHUR, AND OTHER FAMILIES—ARTHUR AT MARTIN LUTHER'S—THE FURTHER BEGINNING OF ARTHUR'S LEGACY.—THE EVACUATION OF THE KENNEBEC COUNTY RESIDENCE.
The evening of April 30, 1776, was a very fine evening. With Henry Douglas, Charles Sumner, John Han%^&*, and Stephen Hopkins, under General Washington's orders, I sailed on the Edward Rutledge, bound for Richmond, Virginia, where we had instructions to proceed on board of the U.S. frigate Fennica, to assist in his movements and to reduce the opposition of the colonists. My own departure had been eagerly expected by the people and nations of America, and the place of departure was the eastern bank of the Kennebec. At Noon on the 30th of April 1776, on the same river where I stood for the first time in the patriot cause, I drew into an open boat with its pilot John Joseph, and here I saw the face of the people for the first time. Our mission to these people was a political, and not a religious one; our only concern was to treat them as neighbors and brothers. We laid our papers at their feet, and, after a day or two of consultation, we returned to Great Bridge, on a raft made of planks driven through the planks of the boats, and having a small crew of us who acted as pilot and rower. The coast was very rough, and we had no wood on board, so we were forced to put to sea in small boats, some of which we lashed in the water, and most of which were put to sea without a light being put on. We were not aware of any mutiny, but there was an expression on the countenances of the sailors that they were tired of waiting for us, and would have been willing to go on board of us, if we had given them some board to go on board of. We sailed along as near to the coast as we could, and then at night a fresh breeze sprung up, and we went out to sea, and my ship being next to us it blew her bottom, or one of her bows in the worst manner. For this reason we soon was obliged to give up all hope of getting in before night, the tide carrying us by, and bringing us up again to the same place where we were before. This makes us doubtfully whether there is any dwelling in that country. The next day our Captain took our boats again and went upon our river, with the intention of bringing us to him in safety; but as we did not go far enough, his men on shore. They being not of a disposition to venture on the offensive in Europe.
Bousset.—Having regard to the principles on which his Lordship is sitting, and to those of the pacific Revolution, he finds no necessity of uniting with those whom he might otherwise attack; and not to select them he would at the same time expose to the risk of wounding them.
Their skill and ferocity it is necessary to exclude; and if they should agree with the design which would be formed of their joining the Ambassador, the Government would be indebted to them for the very point in which they are now opposed to it.
Young,—As I am willing to yield to the opinion expressed by all the States in this House, and agree to the plan
I wonder what would happen if someone fed the entirety of this forum into a neural network as training material and then told it to design a stompbox or ask it the typical recurring n00b questions. Half curious, half afraid of the answer...
Andy
Quote from: Fancy Lime on April 09, 2020, 03:34:06 AM
I wanted to know what will change and what will be the same after the pandemic. So I gave TalkToTransformer the line "The only thing that remained of the beforetimes". The resulting text was a bit too short to be conclusive so I fed the last paragraph to the input again. Lather, rinse, repeat until satisfied with the answer. The result is a semi-coherent fantasy story until it suddenly sprang CHAPTER XVI. at me. The introduction of new characters is a "bit" sudden at times. And I had to censor a word because, forum rules. Bad transformer! The sentence with the censored word is, however, absolutely glorious.
QuoteThe only thing that remained of the beforetimes fortress was a small wooden cottage, where Kirito was staying as a rookie.
However, today was not the usual house that he usually stayed in.
And right in front of the small wooden cottage stood three rows of plaques, attached to the three doors of the house.
It was the 'People of the Underworld' manual.
Kirito took a deep breath. This made him recall the sword drawn inside the tiny cottage.
"I'll be honest, I really don't know much about this society. For that reason, I don't really want to hear any more about it. ...Well, what I know is a little better than it would normally be. I know the young couples, I know the young women. I can't even keep count how many of them I've seen for my job."
Ah, no. The young women that accompany Kenichi to the train station. The girls that will forever be in his heart.
"I just wanted to check, since there hasn't been any reports in the news about those.
"Anyways, isn't this one an avid animal lover?"
Her gaze shifted to the other young lady lying between them. Her round stomach and down-turned shoulders gave her the impression of a peasant girl, but with slightly curled dark hair and a firm cheeky smile. In fact she was one of the Misses. The Countess had married her off to the Count, however, he married another girl.
His adorable daughter. And as long as she was alive she could never find out that she had been fathered by a c*ck without a cover.
Beth readied her hands, but the man had no intention of standing to attention. Still the time elapses, and the Count knew that there was no telling when the other, now-irreproachable girl would turn the hint. With a sort of wistful hesitation she asked him the third time what it was that he wished to know.
"My dear," he replied, "since you are so willing to answer my questions, I will tell you what is the main reason why I came here in the first place. I wanted to give you a thousand crowns, and the reward comes directly and I shall have it in a moment, but I took the liberty of coming here in order to do it. I'll even explain to you where the thrones are hidden in your temple, my dear."
"I can't pay you any more than one hundred and twenty crowns, under the present circumstances," said Lucien. "I must beg you to spare your life. I mean to do so. I want to see you again."
"So do I," said the poor creature. "But I can see no point in saving you and tell you why."
"Only three things," said the other, and cast off the heavy cloak; "the water, the worms, and my sword."
"With your sword," said the poor creature, "can I save myself?"
The other glared at her. "All I have," he said, "is this sword, and mine gun and my spade, and no more."
"Then I take this oath," said the poor creature, "that I shall save myself, and can you turn me?"
"Why not?" said the other.
"Because I have a conscience," said Doran while absently tapping his bare feet.
"Because you said to Sam, when he was questioning you about his most dangerous moment, you knew you could not lie."
"Because you were so darn innocent then," said the smuggler, the faintest hint of a smile tugging at his mouth. "How are you now? Did you have a new situation with anyone recently? Did they go after you?"
"Not yet," said Doran, his shoulders dropping as he considered the question.
"No," said Sam.
"Ah, well," said Doran, "there's one more thing. I don't even know if I'd be allowed to survive it."
"What is it?" said Argevollen.
"Curses, curses, and more curses," said Doran, thinking hard. "Does there exist a spell to make me a goblin again? Because you remember the Mandrake patch. I bet there is."
"I'll get in touch with your closest friends," said Lirin. "And we'll figure it out."
Doran nodded. "I'm going to use the portal in the Wall," he said. "And you, Argevollen, you stay here. It'll make the nightmare worth it."
His daughter was staring at him, wide-eyed, hands pressed into her face. "We have to go back."
"There's no point in leaving now. We can't afford to risk going out, either."
"We have to."
"Let's see what a bunch of rabbits can do with their swords."
Argevollen had nothing but a moment to clear her head, and then Doran was out of sight and back on the plain. The Bannermans were the first to hear the screams and rush to the aid of Doran. Arya was hardly able to comprehend what was going on in her brother's mind at the same time that she saw an arrow rush towards her. They had a brief fight, with the shock of the arrow rather helping their fragile fighting skills. They killed the stormking, but it seemed that Prince Doran had not recovered. Arya did not care, for she saw what was happening—the Silver Death did not see; when he was shot at, the armor hardened around his body, forming a shield. With a roar of anguish, the tigers roared at Fanny again. He cried: 'You aren't going to take me anywhere, you monster! Oh, oh, I've got to be a man! And if I'm not—I'm dead!' And then, as he was going to the bridge—
'You have come to a place of death, sir!' cried the tiger. 'You must decide now—your two lives are on the boil.'
'No! No!' cried Mr. Shears, 'I'm just going to manage. I don't want to die!'
'Then what would you have me do?' said the tiger.
And then, in a final agony, Fanny was about to tell him the answer when the air went out of him. He stopped breathing. At that moment, she cried, "What do I tell Louis? 'All right,' is all he will ever be able to say."
"I'll get them," said Reginald.
They all looked at each other, and then Henry leapt up, and did not rest for a minute, till he took off his own shoes and stood on his two knees and opened the dress-panty bag. It held, of course, Fanny's little purse of money, her clothes, her ring, her jewelry. He found a wad of twenty-three pound notes; put them all into his pocket and kissed her again.
"Come along, old man," said Alice, "you are soon due for London."
CHAPTER XVI.
WAR IN BEVERLY HILLS—A VISIT TO CLARE'S—A PARLIAMENTARY FUNCTION—CARTMAN, ARTHUR, AND OTHER FAMILIES—ARTHUR AT MARTIN LUTHER'S—THE FURTHER BEGINNING OF ARTHUR'S LEGACY.—THE EVACUATION OF THE KENNEBEC COUNTY RESIDENCE.
The evening of April 30, 1776, was a very fine evening. With Henry Douglas, Charles Sumner, John Han%^&*, and Stephen Hopkins, under General Washington's orders, I sailed on the Edward Rutledge, bound for Richmond, Virginia, where we had instructions to proceed on board of the U.S. frigate Fennica, to assist in his movements and to reduce the opposition of the colonists. My own departure had been eagerly expected by the people and nations of America, and the place of departure was the eastern bank of the Kennebec. At Noon on the 30th of April 1776, on the same river where I stood for the first time in the patriot cause, I drew into an open boat with its pilot John Joseph, and here I saw the face of the people for the first time. Our mission to these people was a political, and not a religious one; our only concern was to treat them as neighbors and brothers. We laid our papers at their feet, and, after a day or two of consultation, we returned to Great Bridge, on a raft made of planks driven through the planks of the boats, and having a small crew of us who acted as pilot and rower. The coast was very rough, and we had no wood on board, so we were forced to put to sea in small boats, some of which we lashed in the water, and most of which were put to sea without a light being put on. We were not aware of any mutiny, but there was an expression on the countenances of the sailors that they were tired of waiting for us, and would have been willing to go on board of us, if we had given them some board to go on board of. We sailed along as near to the coast as we could, and then at night a fresh breeze sprung up, and we went out to sea, and my ship being next to us it blew her bottom, or one of her bows in the worst manner. For this reason we soon was obliged to give up all hope of getting in before night, the tide carrying us by, and bringing us up again to the same place where we were before. This makes us doubtfully whether there is any dwelling in that country. The next day our Captain took our boats again and went upon our river, with the intention of bringing us to him in safety; but as we did not go far enough, his men on shore. They being not of a disposition to venture on the offensive in Europe.
Bousset.—Having regard to the principles on which his Lordship is sitting, and to those of the pacific Revolution, he finds no necessity of uniting with those whom he might otherwise attack; and not to select them he would at the same time expose to the risk of wounding them.
Their skill and ferocity it is necessary to exclude; and if they should agree with the design which would be formed of their joining the Ambassador, the Government would be indebted to them for the very point in which they are now opposed to it.
Young,—As I am willing to yield to the opinion expressed by all the States in this House, and agree to the plan
I wonder what would happen if someone fed the entirety of this forum into a neural network as training material and then told it to design a stompbox or ask it the typical recurring n00b questions. Half curious, half afraid of the answer...
Andy
this makes me think about what archeologists used to do in the first half of the 20th century, write a cool novel about a particular artifact, sell the book for really cheap, raise interest for the artifact, sell the artifact for expensive... profit
someone could do a book where an effects pedal plays a big role in the story and sell a limited edition of that pedal.
1) If Bernie Taupin decides he's made enough money and doesn't feel like collaborating with Elton John anymore, there are clearly some serious contenders in this thread.
2) I think E.O.D.E. stands for Exotically Overdressed Daughters of the Empire.
3) These days, my own pedal names and legending tends to be dictated by how many of a given letter of rub-on transfers I have left and whether it will fit. I may have lots of the specific letter, but in a font too large for the word to fit on a 125-B. :icon_sad:
Quote from: iainpunk on April 09, 2020, 06:22:52 AM
this makes me think about what archeologists used to do in the first half of the 20th century, write a cool novel about a particular artifact, sell the book for really cheap, raise interest for the artifact, sell the artifact for expensive... profit
someone could do a book where an effects pedal plays a big role in the story and sell a limited edition of that pedal.
For some reason, that put me in a detective story mood (maybe it made me think of the Maltese Falcon). I've been having fun using this as input to the neural net:
"Dick Fuzzface," the letters on my office door read, "Private Investigator." I specialized in guitar pedals, and my city bred new stompbox trouble daily. My parts bin was well stocked, my soldering iron never cold.
Quote from: EBK on April 09, 2020, 10:57:32 AM
"Dick Fuzzface," the letters on my office door read, "Private Investigator." I specialized in guitar pedals, and my city bred new stompbox trouble daily. My parts bin was well stocked, my soldering iron never cold.
I will read the hell out of that book.
Quote from: vigilante397 on April 09, 2020, 02:13:47 PM
Quote from: EBK on April 09, 2020, 10:57:32 AM
"Dick Fuzzface," the letters on my office door read, "Private Investigator." I specialized in guitar pedals, and my city bred new stompbox trouble daily. My parts bin was well stocked, my soldering iron never cold.
I will read the hell out of that book.
About one in thirty tries, the neural net nails the genre perfectly with its autocomplete, describing a blonde woman entering the office or talking about organized guitar pedal crime. So worth it. :icon_lol: :icon_cool:
Quote from: EBK on June 08, 2019, 06:12:34 PM
I'm officially never going to get bored with this stuff. The rest of you can ignore this thread when it starts to irritate you too much. :icon_razz:
In the meantime, it wrote another song:
QuoteHere are the lyrics for my song, Hagfish Too:
A girl who looks like a fish......
well, time's up. I wanted to feed the beast some topic, but it is now paid-only vershun. do you have any alternate intelligences, EBK?
Quote from: duck_arse on July 24, 2020, 11:11:20 AM
well, time's up. I wanted to feed the beast some topic, but it is now paid-only vershun. do you have any alternate intelligences, EBK?
I noticed the shift to a paid-only version as well.
I can't quite wrap my head around how to pay (the site is confusing) or whether it would still be worth it for idle fun. Someday, I'll probably give them enough money to finish the novella I started. Here is all I have so far (Again, I wrote the first three sentences. Everything after that is machine-generated):
"Dick Fuzzface," the letters on my office door read, "Private Investigator." I specialized in guitar pedals, and my city bred new stompbox trouble daily. My parts bin was well stocked, my soldering iron never cold.
My clientele? Unknown to me, families of the most legendary electric guitar players had taken themselves up on my services. I'd really never heard the name of my "client." On a bright, serene spring afternoon, I entered my office. As I turned the light on in the space above my desk, the word "Gibson" came to mind.
The high-rise offices on the second floor of a contemporary building are an odd mix of the modern and the traditional. Hand-carved mahogany desks, intricate woodwork and thick curtains, it looked like a college student had stumbled into the corporate brain trust in New York City.
I waited for the client, who was a total mystery to me at the time.
Quote from: duck_arse on July 24, 2020, 11:11:20 AM
do you have any alternate intelligences, EBK?
There ARE others.
Try, for example:
https://bellard.org/textsynth/
Doesn't seem as good though....
AI Dungeon is kinda fun:
https://play.aidungeon.io/
I entered (at https://bellard.org/textsynth/) :
QuoteYes I'm just trying to see how far the frequency response of the Metasonix F-1 that is played through a guitar after we have removed the filter. Isn't it?
and got back:
QuoteI don't understand the question, but my friend (you know who you are) is very interested in hearing what the bass guitar sounds like before we remove the filter.
Click to expand...
and it wouldn't go further, or click, or expand.
another entry made it stick in a loop, repeating:
QuoteSound Toys F-1 Noise Fuzz
Quote from: duck_arse on July 25, 2020, 10:33:23 AM
I entered...
Working for me. Some hot stuff here. (Seed text
underline.)
A radio was blaring out the latest composition in dissarythm, the new quarter-tone dance music in which chorded woodwinds provided background patterns for the mad melodies pounded on tuned tomtoms. The air was thick with the smell of burning rubber and the clinks and clanks of the drums. The only sound that could be heard at all was the clacking of the keys of the piano in front of the dancefloor. In the front row was an obese woman who had been in the room for the past two hours. Her skin was wrinkled, her skin was yellow and the veins in her head were protruding. She was dressed in a tight blue dress and she walked out of the room and was followed by an equally large man, whom I recognized as the manager of the dance floor. The two walked into the bathroom and shut the door, which was on the second floor of the club. They were accompanied by a woman in an ugly black dress who sat behind them in the back row of the bathroom. As they entered the small bedroom, they turned to the manager who said, "This is the manager." "You're the manager," said the obese woman. "You have no power," she said. "You can't stop that. Do you see what the boss does, how he gets us to do what he says? The boss wants us to get naked and make out. That's why the club will be closed tonight." "And that's why you'll be gone too!" "We can't help it. We have to be where the boss wants us. We can't complain." "Do you know what's going to happen on Saturday?"
I had to try the new AI on some song writing. A familiar subject in this song, if you've listened to me ramble enough:
Input:
QuoteHere are the lyrics to my new song, Hagfish Blues:
Hagfish blues
They say
It can be found out here
The water's a bit rough
So you can just float away
With your Hagfish blues
The Hagfish blues
They say
They can be found just off the beach
A little bit off the beaten tracks
They say the sea is rough
So you can just float away
With your Hagfish blues
The Hagfish blues
Winning blues.
Ok, I now fully approve of the new AI site. Here is the first part of long-lost interview of Mark Hammer by Pedal Fancy Magazine (underlined part is my input, the rest is AI output). :icon_wink:
Pedal Fancy: Tell us how you started building guitar pedals.
Mark Hammer: Well, I always had this dream of a pedalboard with every amp and guitar. The idea was to have that kind of control over everything that could be on an amp with pedals and a rack and all that. My dream was to build a guitar pedalboard. I started with my favorite amp and I did a little bit of a mod to it with a different input and the other amp's input. And it was just a little bit of a change of tone but not so big that it was going to affect other amps on the pedalboard. I didn't get the pedalboard, and I did have the guitar pedalboard but I didn't have the pedals that I actually wanted to put together the pedalboard. So then, I decided I was going to do it the traditional way and build my own pedals. That was my first project was building my own guitar pedals. That was really fun. I learned a lot about building and building pedals.
Fancy: How much of this was inspired by the pedal market? How much was just your own curiosity?
Mark Hammer: In the beginning, I was looking for something that I could build. There was a lot of the DIY market where people could build pedals that they wanted to buy. I had a little bit of a thing like a DIY pedalboard or something like that. I really didn't do anything to inspire that. That was really the reason why I just started building my own pedals. When I would do the DIY stuff, I would build a pedalboard to play on. It wouldn't be an entirely different pedalboard from my amp. It would be like a miniaturized amp.
well it seems to know Mark quite well.
I'm going to tack this on here so it doesn't inevitably take over another thread when others realize how fun it is:
(https://i.imgur.com/ypz47kH.png)
https://huggingface.co/spaces/dalle-mini/dalle-mini
yes, ive been playing with it for a while, have seen some really feverdream content from that thing
(https://i.postimg.cc/p9cLsbCy/dallemini-2022-6-28-22-3-36.png) (https://postimg.cc/p9cLsbCy)
cheers
I may have to try this for some of my original pedal designs...
Quote from: iainpunk on June 28, 2022, 04:04:04 PM
yes, ive been playing with it for a while, have seen some really feverdream content from that thing
(https://i.postimg.cc/p9cLsbCy/dallemini-2022-6-28-22-3-36.png) (https://postimg.cc/p9cLsbCy)
cheers
What the huh? My brain hurts. Should not have looked at this stone cold sober. Well, at least we don't need to be afraid of Skynet anymore. It's taking the wrong drugs. I've never heard anyone ranting about world domination while on shrooms. Speaking of which, Pinky and the Brain on shrooms:
(https://i.postimg.cc/ygVjHK4Q/dallemini-2022-6-28-22-50-21.png) (https://postimg.cc/ygVjHK4Q)
As long as nobody tells the AI how to make meth, I think we're good. Oh shit, it heard that, didn't it? It's right behind me, isn't it? We're so gonna die...