29th April, 2012
Canterlot Castle, Room #0001, Throne Room
Canterlot, Equestria, zip code 11111
Dear Princess Celestia,
I didn’t learn a lesson today. Rather, today marks the culmination of a collection of lessons I have learned over the course of a whole year…
You see, one year ago today, I met a pony by the name of Apple Cider. He was a nice enough pony when he first reached out to me and we got to talking. At the time he had just recently started up this amazing thing called a podcast. You know, a radio show that can be streamed over the internet. He had a small following then of loyal listeners that tuned in each week to hear him and his good friend Chef Sandy talk about ponies and art and stories and music. It was a fine show at that point, despite it’s only recent birth, and he was seeking to make it into something truly great. He reached out to me that day to talk about something I’d done. What it was, I don’t exactly remember and it probably doesn’t matter anymore anyway, but what is important is the journey that arose from that conversation.
I was just a lowly second-year music student at Manehatten University trying to make it through the audio-engineering and electronic music program with nothing to do and no motivation to start any projects of my own. A dangerous position to be in, I know, but I’ll be the first to admit that I’m a fairly lazy pony. And when Apple Cider discovered this, he seemed ecstatic. He told me he absolutely needed somepony like me to help him with his podcast. I didn’t really understand why, and to be truthful I still don’t. My job can be done by just about anypony, Apple Cider included, but he told me he wanted me to help all the same. You should have seen the look on my face. I was so confused. But I didn’t have anything better to do, so I shrugged and said yes.
Of course, I didn’t know quite what I was getting myself into. And let me tell you, it’s been quite the wild ride with those two.
I’ve lost quite a bit of hair since that day. Mostly from tearing it out every time Apple Cider flubs and whenever Chef isn’t loud enough. Also when miss Starry Night yells things in the background that I have to boost or edit out. Also, she swears a lot. And Chef is actually never really loud enough. He’s got one of those soft subdued voices that you can never quite understand and you have to turn up the volume all the way, only to have Apple Cider’s booming voice destroy your ears.
And don’t even get me started on all the editing I have to do. All that stuff they ask me to cut, splice, fix, reverse, move, censor, and…well, you get the idea.
Not to mention all of those delicious sound files I have of Apple Cider saying really really silly things and then asking me to edit out because they were embarassing.
Ok, ok, maybe I exaggerate a little. Yeah, sometimes they go on for hours and I have to cut so much just to get things to be a reasonable length. Sometimes I spend anywhere between 6-10 hours on a single episode trying to get Chef to be loud enough. But I wouldn’t be doing it for a whole year if I didn’t absolutely love it. They’ve got a great show they run every week and yeah, despite my receding hair line from audio flubs, it’s still been a blast.
A complete and total blast.
I’ll raise my glass in their honor tonight. To BronyVille! Nopony could ask for a better cast to work with, even when I get angry because some audio mess-ups just can’t be fixed. To Ciderkins and Cheffy-poo, a pair of rowdy and fun hosts that keep the show fresh each week! One year of service to your show has passed, and I’m ready for another. My Digital Audio Workstations are yours to use, just say the word.
So what did I learn?
I learned that friendship comes from the strangest of places, for the strangest of reasons. Sometimes you’ll meet somepony out of nowhere unexpectedly. And if you’re lucky, they’ll turn out to be pretty awesome.
And I learned that sometimes, even if the work is a little hard, and even if the people you work with frustrate you because they don’t stop hitting their microphones or belching during recordings, it’s still worth it. No, scratch that. It’s always worth it. Big work means a big payoff. And even if it’s hard, that doesn’t mean it still can’t be fun.
And though I can’t really do magic in its literal form, I don’t think it impertinent of me to suggest that the sound waves coming from my speakers when we’ve finished an episode sometimes come close.
Friendship, Podcasting, Bronyville, it’s all a magic of its own. And I’m proud to say that I’m a part of it.
Ever your faithful and loyal subject,
1 Manehatten Square, Manehatten Univ., Dorm Hall 3, Rm. 5210
Manehatten, Equestria, zip code 85732