Ben looked around at the lobby and noticed that there was a nice-looking leather couch along the wall behind him.
But what really caught his eye was the array of large, framed pictures of what looked like super-awesome shows and tours from years gone by. “Whoa…” came out of his mouth almost as a whisper as he chose one of the pictures and approached it. He stood staring at the rock stars on stage covered in a wash of colored light and dripping with sweat.
He walked over to another picture, this one of a political rally. “This is exciting stuff” he said under his breath just as he heard doors open behind him and the sound of footsteps approaching as someone walked into the room.
Ben turned on his heel just as the man said “Ben?”
“That’s me,” was his simple reply. The man introduced himself as Frank and asked Ben to follow him to his office. Frank Martin had the look of mature confidence to which Ben aspired. And although he must have been only 40, to Ben thought he looked like “the old guard.” Ben felt a tickle of electricity as the moment had finally come.
He felt for his Sharpie and greenie. Check.
He looked down at the CD jewel case in his hand. Check.
He had his resume in his hand. Check.
He was ready, and he knew it…
Taylor Jensen is a freelance pro audio writer.
Go to Sound Mountain, Part 2, The Interview
An in-depth yet easy-to-understand discussion of wireless systems, how they operate, issues that can plague performance, and solutions that do the trick in the vast majority of situations.
