The Belly of the Beast

I plugged the last wire into the the Behringer U-Phoria U22 audio interface unit.  It was on the cusp of providing high quality audio to my YouTube video!

 

I had recently discovered YouTube’s ability to record video and share it with friends or to view for training purposes . . there were some provisos, no use of copyrighted material, no pornographic material, etc.  Not a problem!  So I did my first video . . . to the screeching of unimaginably bad audio.

 

That’s where the U-Phoria U22 came in.  It had an interface into my computer and would be so simple to set up that even a two-year old could do it.  Well, that’s what it said in the advertising!   At worst, I would have a cushion of 70 years of experience!

 

So, I plugged it in.   OMG.  The sound was still terrible!!  I tried everything that my 70 additional years of experience made available to my aging brain.  Nothing.

 

I was in the belly of the beast.  Couldn’t go forward, and I couldn’t go back!

 

For a moment I toyed with the idea that my guitar playing had taken a horrible turn because of reincarnated hands from rap artists sewed onto my hands while I slept last night.  Maybe.

 

Then I realized that I was using channel 2 instead of channel 1.  Saperlipopette!  That was it!

 

I emerged from the belly of the beast one more time.  Unscathed.  Triumphant.

 

But, in the back of my mind I knew I had just dodged another bullet . . and that one day the belly of the beast, which was always lurking in the shadows, waiting for a chance to spring on an unsuspecting me, was going to have me for lunch.