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Posted on 03.28.07 by mirage @ 07:18:41
I was working at Filmways/Heider Recording in 1978 as an aspiring engineer. They had us doing everything but what I wanted to do. After 5Pm we all had a chance to answer the phone system. One night this guy calls up for Ray Thompson’s home phone number and I wouldn’t give it out since we were told to not do that. The next day some man stuttering comes up to me and asks if I was the one who took his call. I said yes and he said “Hi I’m Wally Heider! and I owe you one”. Anyway, it was interesting for the short time I was there. Bruce@miragesound.com Filed under: Firsthand Stories Comments: None |
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Posted on 03.15.07 by admin @ 11:43:15
I’ve seen this happen a couple of times – a person writes a piece for the blog and it apears password protected. It’s not you—it’s this ambiguious Wordpress software. If you are viewing an edit/author page, then you are already ‘connected’ and recognized – you do NOT need to put anything in the PASSWORD field. This is only for private messages, which we don’t want anyway. So please ignore the ‘post password’ field on the WRITE POST page until I can find a way to defeat it. For NEW REGISTEREES: It can take up to 12 hours for me to get to authorizing someone’s registration, and I approve each person independently. After I see that the person is ‘real’ or I know who you are, I will go ahead and grant authoring privleges. From then on, you may post away with no more checking. I’ve already avoided a lot o spambots this way. Also I’ll mention to the lurkers that it is not necessary to register if you don’t plan to post or comment. But it’s always nice if you do. stephen barncard Filed under: Firsthand Stories Comments: 1 Comment |
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Posted on 03.11.07 by Peter Granet @ 20:27:28
1970; I was working at National Recording in New York. National was in the building torn down to make room for Trump Towers. One day Duke Ellington and his brother Mercer came into the studio to record a few compositions with a new sax player. Johnny Hodges had just died and the poor guy was up against a legend. The session should have been handled by Frank Kulaga but he was sick that day and I was free. The session went very well and at the end a man approached me and introduced himself as a friend of Wally Heider. He asked if it would be okay to tell Wally about me and the session. Two weeks later Wally enters National, introduced himself to the office staff and asked to speak with me. I was busy recording some tracks with another Jazz great; Chico Hamilton. My wife Cag was working in the office and quickly pulled Wally into the hall fearing for my potential unemployment. We met at a local restaurant for lunch and after 15 minutes he offered me a job in Los Angeles as a staff engineer working in his newest Studio 4. He said it would be finished in about four months. I agreed to move and thought 4 months was enough time to tie up loose ends and move on. Two weeks later he called a told me he wanted me to report to The Johnny Cash Show in Nashville in two weeks. I reminded him of the 4 month time frame. I asked him to give me some time to think it over. He agreed and called me the following afternoon for my answer. Obviously I agreed. I’ll tell you more in a few days. All my best to everyone who shared that magical time with that one in a million Wally, Peter Granet tonmeister2005-AT-netzero-DOT-com Filed under: Firsthand Stories Comments: None |
