General Music Chat

I was clearing out a draw today and found them. They look ok and were working when they were in the machine some time ago.



These aren't mine but they are identical.
If you still need them for your studio gear let me know your address OFFLIST and I'll send them on later this week.

I guess they were not in my stolen satchel that had 20 years worth of songs and recordings after all huh?

Sorry but they won't work. that number 800-45 is the wrong one, the machine I have will only use the 1066 speed. I've tried some PC 700, it only recognized 1/4 of it. 256MB was detected as 64MB.even thought it still had another 256MB installed, it still ran like crap.

Thanks, I really appreciate it but it won't work in my machine. No sense in spending money on shipping when I already know it will be worse than it is now.

This page http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/RDRAM will give you the basic specs so you will have an idea what it is. For some reason my machine will only work with PC 1066.

Ok no worries.
Surprised I found it where I did? I was rather hoping my satchel would turn up alas it did not.

Sorry but they won't work. that number 800-45 is the wrong one, the machine I have will only use the 1066 speed. I've tried some PC 700, it only recognized 1/4 of it. 256MB was detected as 64MB.even thought it still had another 256MB installed, it still ran like crap.

Thanks, I really appreciate it but it won't work in my machine. No sense in spending money on shipping when I already know it will be worse than it is now.

This page http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/RDRAM will give you the basic specs so you will have an idea what it is. For some reason my machine will only work with PC 1066.

I wince like a MFER every time I hear you tell that story about the satchel full of music.

I hope whoever did that falls down and loses his or her right arm.

Me too Cap'n Rotten thing to do but I guess its my fault for being trusting I suppose. Let em try now

I wince like a MFER every time I hear you tell that story about the satchel full of music.
I hope whoever did that falls down and loses his or her right arm.

Do you know who has the satchel?

WE could go get it.

"been there and done that"

No idea mate? I know it was here one day and gone the next while moving stuff in. I hate that. It's like being raped in some way really.

Do you know who has the satchel?
WE could go get it.
"been there and done that"

Oof a moving day "snatch and grab."

I'd be making a list of who was physically there and counting down the list.

If you need someone to make bruises, let me know.
I'd kill someone over physical theft of anything musical I created or owned.

Equipment is bad enough, creative stuff created by me, for me will get you killed.

It's like these f*ck nuts that just go over and want to pick up your guitar and strum a few chords. (want to keep that arm or>?) Usually they can't even fret a chord to boot.

"The Zoo let out early today."

Reminds me of times that folks would walk up to my kit and start playing it, Damn I polished the cymbals each weekend and the grubby paw prints were all over them grrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

Oof a moving day "snatch and grab."

I'd be making a list of who was physically there and counting down the list.

If you need someone to make bruises, let me know.
I'd kill someone over physical theft of anything musical I created or owned.

Equipment is bad enough, creative stuff created by me, for me will get you killed.

It's like these f*ck nuts that just go over and want to pick up your guitar and strum a few chords. (want to keep that arm or>?) Usually they can't even fret a chord to boot.

"The Zoo let out early today."

Brrrrrrr that was a cold wind..

I can remember a time when this guy just starts pounding our drums.

I immediately wanted to cut off his fingers/toes/arms/legs/head.

I tell him nicely to remove himself.
He replies by saying, "I'm not hurting anything."
I tried telling him about how our drummer TUNES his heads.
He called me a liar. "It's just a drum set and you can't tune it".
I dragged right through the middle of the room, out the door and would have stomped him into the dirt but the boys in blue were watching.

So I poked him in the eye, accidentally and let him go. He cried loudly and claimed it was on purpose, but I apologized profusely. (heh)