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Oftentimes disk jockeys will phase out the bass of a tune and
drop it back in as a song breaks.
I have replicated this effect in my brain. While listening to
music in my closed-back headphones, I manually adjust the
air-pressure in my head by inhaling on my thumb, which
reduces bass considerably.
Stop inhaling, bass comes back in.
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Korg Monotron filter deck
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Like this, only, inside your mind. [theleopard, Jul 28 2011]
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Is that a similar thing as the "Walk outside of the club for a breather" effect? |
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No, in fact, it's the opposite. Stepping out for a
breather removes the treble, leaving only the
bass.
If you stepped out for a breather, whilst inhaling
strongly on your thumb, you'd essentially nullify
all
sound in the surrounding area, and your head
would
explode. |
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By the way, smoking and yawning (not necessarily
at the same time) produces the same effect. |
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//smoking and yawning (not necessarily at the same time) produces the same effect// What, making your head explode? I must watch out for this in future! |
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[theleopard] If you do that while listening to "A day
in the life" played backwards, then, not only does
your head explode, but it forms a singularity in the
space-time continuum. |
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I grow some stuff in my closet that does all this and more. |
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And I don't share it, either. |
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The title is better than the idea, which turns out to be
disappointingly non-lethal. |
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//"A day in the life"// Ah, so when "He blew his mind out in a car" he was merely adjusting his intra-cranial pressure, and the purpose of the sound effects in the song is to simulate the effect for the benefit of those without thumbs. |
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[Alterother], you don't have to share. And what I'm brewing in my spare bedroom travels poorly, but when it's ready we'll try it. Perhaps you can share your proprietary venison tenderizing technique ;-) |
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I find that a 60/40 dual-purpose tire does well for
releasing the essence of the meat without overworking it. |
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Okay, I just tried it. [El Leopardo] is right. It works. |
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I felt a damn fool when I looked up and found my wife
watching me, tho... |
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//Okay, I just tried it. [El Leopardo] is right. It
works.// |
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You'll all be trying it now. And you'll see... you'll see
I'm right. |
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Apart from you [8th]. All your heads will explode. |
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All your heads are belong to us. |
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Come on, hands up. Who's tried it after reading this? |
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Great heavy metal band name. |
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+ 4 ur reply 2 zen in the 1st anno. |
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The "Walk outside of the club for a breather" effect is similar to the "Look at a blank wall after staring at an arc welder" effect. In each case, a sense has been overloaded and distorted; in each case, some of the damage is permanent. |
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Permanent, yeah. I would amend your description to "wonder what you're looking at after staring at an arc welder, because you sure as hell can't see it." |
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Gazing longingly and staring directly at the arc are two
different things. Ogling the latest Miller has never been
known to cause blindness, only poverty and spousal wrath. |
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Hey, I didn't start this debacle, I only exacerbated it. If
[spidermother] had said 'welding arc' instead of 'arc
welder,' we wouldn't be in this mess. But who am I to
argue semantics? |
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I'm [The Alterother], that's who. |
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I knew there was a reason I liked you. |
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Nice callback. I laughed so hard I woke up the World's
Laziest Dog (even shooting clays off the back porch w/ a
12ga. hasn't done that). |
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<obligatory Python reference> |
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"We have found a witch, may we burn her ?" |
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I need a manual cranium Varon-T disruptor phaser including PHASed Energy Rectification, whilst under the influence of selenium and rhodium nitrates."oh yes" |
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Have you ever drunk a Pan-Galactic Gargle Blaster ? |
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"Like having your brains smashed out by a slice of lemon, wrapped round a large gold brick" |
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Yes, it's something like that, but not really. |
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//Have you ever drunk a Pan-Galactic Gargle Blaster ?// |
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I can't say that I have.However,green apple tea sounds apple-ealing. |
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Crap, I've forgotten the exact line from the book. Now
nobody will get to see what a clever intellectual I am
because I can reference obscure details of a counterculture
icon. Oh, well. |
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There actually is a mixed drink called the Pan-Galactic
Gargle Blaster; several, probably, but the one I'm thinking
of was supposedly "approved" by Adams himself, whatever
that really means. I don't really remember anything about
except that it's served in a highball glass, is potent enough
to get one insensibly drunk, and, yes, is topped with a
lemon slice. I
tried to look up the recipe, but the only website our @$#%
¥*!!! sattelite internet will load is HB. |
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Could be worse. Could be Fakebook. |
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<later: thanks for the link, [21]!> |
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Exact details are unavailable, but anecdotal evidence from the
few survivors can be summarised as: |
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1. It contains Blue Bols and several other clear liquids with a
high alcohol content. |
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2. A highball-style glass is used for delivering the drink (weapon?
Challenge? Medication?), but may be of a larger size, typically of
the order of half a litre. |
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3. A slice of lemon is obligatory. |
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4. A pellet of solid carbon dioxide is used instead of water ice.
This results in a beverage that bubbles, is quite cold, and is
topped with a dense white vapour. |
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5. Addiction to the beverage is immediate, and there is no
known cure, other than having another one. |
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6. Consumption is rarely immediately fatal, a fact invariably
bemoaned at some length by those who survivve to experience
the resulting hangover. |
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That sounds like the one; I definitely remember the CO2
pellet and the blue curacao. I think champagne and
Everclear may also have been involved. |
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Mind-caving inebriation aside, one might be able to
affect further sonic manipulations using simple
cranial adjustments. Perhaps thorough and repeated
blinking might cause an elevation in pitch, or
tickling your incus with a straw may invoke a flanging
effect (and vomiting). |
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//Well tickle your incus// |
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I'm gonna use that. That's right up there with curdle yer girdle. |
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