dune fandom!! so today i learned that the voice of this little guy...
belongs to none other than A SQUIRREL. specifically, it's from a recording that dani connor wild (a wildlife photographer) made in 2020. the squirrel is named "baby pear." that's right – our friend the muad'dib carries the legacy of baby pear :)
original source: https://www.instagram.com/reel/C5hDqszK_Eq/?igsh=MWQ1ZGUxMzBkMA==
Am I the only person on Earth who thought for years that the term "Wilhelm scream" referred to the scream that Disney characters make when falling down a cliff? You know, the "AHHHHH HOO-HOO-HOO EEEE-HEE"?
The real thing is so anticlimactic in comparison. I don't know that I've ever noticed it in a movie. But I think almost any live action film could be improved with a few Disney screams.
Page 1
Nod: Vell, does it make sense to you?
Foley: … Like… Sorta?
Nod: Ech! You useless, pathetic little freak-
Foley: Hey!
Nod: Fay-rouuuuuuuz!
Foley: Ugh, not Fayrouz.
Fayrouz: Yuh-huh.
Nod: Get in here! Foley is beink useless to me.
Fayrouz: Yo-kay.
Page 2
Fayrouz: Classic Foley.
Foley: Rude!
Fayrouz: So- What’s the deal?
Nod: Sigh!
Foley: So dramatic.
Nod: So… there vas this voman-
Fayrouz: Hot. Go on.
Foley: Oh moons, not this again.
Page 3
Nod: I was on the subway, going southbound. And as I stepped onto the platform- I felt the hair on the back of my neck rise. And I fucked up, I think- I made eye-contact.
Page 3
Nod: I was on the subway, going southbound. And as I stepped onto the platform- I felt the hair on the back of my neck rise. And I fucked up, I think- I made eye-contact.
Page 4
Fayrouz: Ooooh.
Foley: Yikes.
Fayrouz: Yeesh.
Foley: I mean- that’s like the golden rule-
Fayrouz: Woof, I mean… making eye contact? Jeez…
Nod: I know.
Fayrouz: Like, who knows what she was.
Nod: I know.
Foley: Smells like fairy to me.
Fayrouz: Oh, that was totally a fairy.
Nod: I know.
Foley: Classic fairy.
Fayrouz: The last thing we need in this house is fairy shit.
Nod: I know.
Foley: Was she even hot.
Nod: Yes.
Nod: Vell, it’s not like I told her my name, you clowns. Also, ve vere goink opposite directions, so-
*KNOCK KNOCK*
Nod: Oh fuck
Foley: Oh you really fucked it, Nod.
Fayrouz: You literally jinxed it- that’s fairy shit.
Page 5:
Fayrouz: I could hex her.
Foley: I could eat her?
Nod: Both of you stop. I’ll go and get the door. Vatever.
Foley: Hate that idea.
Nod: God, shut up, Foley.
Page 6:
???: Hello!!!
Foley: Oh fuck!
Fayrouz: Oh, she knows we can’t say no-
Nod: Vell… at least ve have a spare room.
A note on the most recent episode of Welcome to Night Vale, #230
This episode was, I believe, the 11th anniversary of the show. This means it was about ten years ago I was on vacation in Wales with my wife, where I wrote the albums Madoc and Taran Wanderer. It was while on this trip - knowing I was about to lose my day job at a rapidly sinking book publisher - that I first received a communication from a fan in Brazil asking for my permission to use music in a Portuguese “fan translation” of the podcast. The fact that the show had reached so far away and inspired people to translate it was, in retrospect, one of the first signs of what was to come, which ended up completely changing my life. But at the time I simply thought it was neat and moved on, and we spent days tromping through sheep pastures looking at cairns and standing stones in a remote corner of Ynys Mon. While doing so, we encountered a rusty old farm gate that sang a particularly haunting song as it opened and closed, which I recorded. I thought it would be cool to use that sound in this season finale episode, and so it’s what I used (well, a small fragment of it) to play a new version of the main theme music. I thought the sound ending up working well atmospherically with the episode as well.
If you’d like to use that sound yourself, you can grab it here: https://freesound.org/people/earwicker23/sounds/193712/
Also, I’m not going to spoil the plot of the episode but it concludes in a rather dramatic fashion and required a specific sound design element. I’ll admit it had me stumped for a few days, but here’s what I did. I had a canvas sack filled with a few ice packs that had melted, effectively they were just little plastic pouches of water. I dropped this from a height of about eight feet, landing 1.5 feet from the microphone (an sm58). That’s source one. Source two was a ziploc bag filled with a mix of wet and dry cheerios, plus an egg, crushed by foot. The two sources were each slowed down very slightly and then combined, with the first source somewhat louder. So there you go, in case you ever need to do… that.
Some more Danny Phantom sketches, first of which was inspired by the episode Girls Night Out, because I love Jack actually successfully going ham on a ghost to save his kid
The rest of my silly iterators~ Gazing Within Stars is the Senior, followed by Waves Upon Open Skies, Longing Etterath, Saturns Foley and then Whispered in Roots. They're not a traditional local group by any means, but I'll explore that more in bigger post (with more recent art)