I recorded tonight’s Kaddish between acts of La Traviata. . I was recording with iTalk on my iPhone, which has no input level controls, so I had to play pianissimo to minimize the distortion from high input levels.
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Erin Vang, PMP, BMus, MMus, is Owner and Principal Pragmatist of the consultancy Global Pragmatica LLC®, offering custom JMP scripting, localization program management, and facilitative leadership services. She is also an orchestral horn player who freelanced in the San Francisco Bay Area and played assorted brass for the celebrated dance bands Midnight Smørgåsbord and contraPtion. She now conducts all her nefarious activities from Vanghalla, in Helena, Montana, where she's principal hornist of the Helena Symphony. More about Erin…
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