Audio Mule

You say you want a career in audio production? Have no social life, enjoy no down time, few weekends, make your parents wonder where the hell you’ve been for the past six months, be forced to put up with moody musicians AND achieve that vaunted ‘in need of some vitamin D’ studio tan look? 

Well, an exciting job in audio engineering just might be for you!

Behold: An assortment of recording projects — for better or worse — yours truly slid faders on and grease-pencil edited, Keypexed, noise-gated, DBXed, rolled 4 decibels off of, over-caffeinated for and twirled knobs on. 

Doth what the hell hath I speak? From the mid-70s through the mid-90s I worked at five different recording facilities in the Washington - Baltimore area. Some of what you shall hear is fine art; stunning milestones of sonic excellence. Quality musicianship. Others, well, are disposable schlock. Audio vomit.

Heck, a dollop of productions herein encompass advertising agency work, therefore, the quality at the creative end was quite good. And fun. 

This is not the compilation it could be. ’Twas many a time I chose not to remain late after a session and dub off a copy. I just wanted to jump in me rust bucket and scoot the 30 some miles home at 3:23 AM and hit the hay. Nice soft hay. ’Tis regrettable as the really awful stuff would be hilarious to listen to again here in 2025. Over Rolling Rock. Oh well.

(Clears throat), Ahem, I did not write a blurb about each track. Nope. Don’t wanna. I’ll let the music and production value speak for itself. Though if you really want to know the whom, what, why or WTF of a certain track, well, toss me an email at  bakervoice@gmail.com. I may or may not be able to recall specifics.

Anywho, once you’ve finished listening to this episode don’t forget to store it tails out. (If you too were an Audio Mule you’ve gotten the joke already.)

Happy 2025!