Through Sweat and Tears
I got a new midi keyboard for my birthday (it feels so childish to say that I got something for my birthday, at age 41), and since it connects to the computer, that means there will be tears. I'm very keen on upgrades and new software, but like with childbirth, the memory of the previous events' pain fades greatly over time. So Wednesday disconnected the old keyboard and threaded the new USB cable through the maze in the new computer desk, sweating profusely from the activity. Then I did it again with the printer's USB cable because the first one was too short. When I started up my music program (Sonar), nothing played, not even songs that had no MIDI data. I flailed around at the app's settings for a while, rebooting and resetting, and poking uselessly at the new semi-weighted keys, thinking about how this was nearly all I used the PC for, and how it was now totally broken. To my credit, I did not punch anything or throw anything, though I was deadly quiet for the rest of the day.
And yesterday I finally remembered the ordeal from last keyboard, downloaded the newest version of ASIO4ALL audio driver and installed it. Wa la, as the French say. Of course I didn't write this information down - I'm sure I'll remember this experience, since it was so painful.
And yesterday I finally remembered the ordeal from last keyboard, downloaded the newest version of ASIO4ALL audio driver and installed it. Wa la, as the French say. Of course I didn't write this information down - I'm sure I'll remember this experience, since it was so painful.
