#Spatial Music

[thebandghostofficial]

[MESSAGE FROM THE CLERGY]

We wish to inform you Ghost's catalog from Infestissumam to present is now available on #AppleMusic in spatial audio.

Enjoy!

#Ghost #Ghost Band #The Band Ghost #Infestissumam #If You Have Ghost #Meliora #Popestar #Prequelle #Seven Inches Of Satanic Panic #Impera #Phantomime #Apple Music #Spatial Audio #Spatial Music #Message From The Clergy

[erikahenningsen]

49 for cadina

49. “Who hurt you?”

Regina is a few minutes away from the school when she spots someone sitting by the side of the road.

She's about to swerve and give them a wide berth as she passes, until she sees who it is, and she slams on her brakes instead.

It's Cady.

Cady looks up as Regina screeches to a halt, her face streaked with tears. Regina feels her breath get shallow as anxiety rises in her chest. She smacks the hazard light button and climbs out of the car.

"Cady? Are you okay?" Regina crouches down next to Cady and scans her face. Aside from some smeared mascara and red eyes, she seems mostly okay.

"I'm fine," Cady says, sniffling.

Regina sees Cady is clutching her knee, the skin scraped raw, and Regina sees red.

"Who hurt you? Who did this?" she growls, her vision almost blurring with how quickly her anger rushes through her.

"What? No one," Cady says, looking confused.

"Who, Cady?" Regina asks again, more urgently, gripping Cady's shoulders. Cady's head bobs a little with the motion. "I'll kill them right now. Nobody will find the body."

"Regina! Nobody hurt me," Cady insists. "I fell off my bike." She points a few feet behind her, where there is indeed a bike lying on its side in some bushes.

All of Regina's anger drains out of her body at once, like someone pulled a plug. Cady is okay, she repeats to herself.

"Sorry," Regina says, feeling a little embarrassed at her overreaction. "I just saw you crying by the side of the road, and..." She trails off.

"Well, it hurt." Cady turns her palms up, and they're scraped, too.

"Yeah, I bet it does." Regina fishes in her purse for some tissues, presses one to Cady's bleeding knee. "Where's your helmet?"

Cady shrugs. "I forgot it."

"You were riding your bike without a helmet?!"

"What are you, my mom?"

"No, but I'll tell your mom," Regina threatens, and when Cady's eyes widen she waves a hand. "Kidding, kidding."

"Thanks," Cady says, smiling a little, and Regina brushes a lock of red hair out of Cady's face without thinking, barely resisting the urge to cup Cady's face and brush the tears away with her thumbs. "And thanks for, you know, offering to kill someone for me."

"Of course I would," Regina says. "Isn't that what friendship is?"

Cady laughs and gives Regina a smile—Regina's favorite smile of Cady's, the one that feels like it's just for her, affectionate and fond and intimate, crinkling the corners of her eyes. The smile that always makes Regina smile reflexively back, the one that makes her heart beat a little faster.

"Come on," Regina says, standing and offering Cady a hand. Then she remembers that Cady's hands and scraped and gross, so Regina just kind of hauls her up by the arms. "I'm driving you home."

"But what about my bike?" Cady asks.

"Someone can come back for it later," Regina says, opening the passenger door for Cady. "But I think this is a sign you should retire that thing. How many times have you crashed it now?"

"I'm getting better," Cady insists.

"Lord save us all when you start driving," Regina says as she buckles herself in.

Cady pouts and crosses her arms, so Regina reaches over and squeezes Cady's leg. Cady looks a little startled, and Regina realizes how high up on Cady's though her hand is, and she quickly brings it back to the steering wheel, her palm burning from the contact.

Driving Cady around might be better for Cady's safety, but definitely not for Regina's own sanity.

#cadina #mean girls #mean girls the musical #mean girls 2024 #regina george #cady heron #ask #sexymeangirlsobc #prompts #idk cady falls off her bike in every universe ig girl struggles w spatial awareness #if the dmv could ban people from taking drivers tests her picture would be on the wall

[taylornation]

Currently streaming Midnights in high (in)fidelity Spatial Audio with Apple Music. Put on your headphones and listen to Taylor on the Today’s Hits playlist! 🎧✨

#Taylor Swift #Midnights #TSmidnighTS #Today's Hits #Playlist #Apple Music #Spatial Audio #Dolby Atmos #High Infidelity #3am Edition

[touhoutunes]

Title: OUR SHIP

Arrangement: NAGI☆

Vocals: 舞花

Album: Spatial Moving

Circle: FELT

Original: Strawberry Crisis!!

#touhou #touhou project #touhou music #Strawberry Crisis!! #yumemi okazaki #FELT #phantasmagoria of dim. dream #舞花 #NAGI #NAGI☆ #spatial moving

[transpondster]

Brian Eno, Golden Hours

[Note: this YouTube version is not the Spatial Audio version my comment below is referring to. To hear the new version you’ll have to see if your music streamer or retailer has it available. The YT version is, i believe from a 2004 remaster.] 

I’ve listened to this record for decades and I’m compelled to say, the new spatial audio recording is like hearing it for the first time. The instruments, the separation, the clarity, it’s something musicians and producers today are still trying to catch up with. 'Golden Hours’ is one of the simpler songs on the record but there are percussions and treatments and whistles and backing voices I’ve literally never heard before. And Fripp’s guitar solo is even more displaced and perfect (partly because you can actually hear the imperfections). 

#brian eno #music #spatial audio #another green world

[aurosoulart]

genuinely starting to think this new deer is haunted because he does NOT like being recorded outside. 

I just tried to get new footage of interacting with the rings in the antlers but was absolutely ASSAULTED by glitches..... hands flickering in and out, video feed shearing, deer teleporting all around at odd angles, being sent to The Void (screen going black)

maybe this is what I get for naming him ‘Stag of Perpetual Motion’ because he will NOT sit still

#auropost #the footage that i posted today was already SO hard to get for all the reasons above #i might just post the glitched video as some kinda found-footage style recording LOL #the spookiest part is that he plays music with spatial audio #so when he teleports away the music gets really quiet #and then it suddenly gets VERY loud because he's teleported on top of my head #i've been having some uh...... very special experiences lately with new technology huh

[bluehwale]

tag game!

i was tagged by @hwaightme to share the last song i played, last picture i saved, and my lockscreen <33 (ily)

im literally in love with summer walker and kali uchis + her ??? = i went feral 👹👹 also, don’t question the last picture i saved… i saw it and went “jongho.” and now it’s in my gallery.

had to blur out my real name in my boyfriend! san lockscreen oof (my lash lady saw my lockscreen and went “is that ur boyfriend🤭” and i had to tell her no and that he’s a kpop idol like a loser 😞😞)

im tagging @jaehunnyy @ad0rechuu @a1sh1teruu @cqndiedcherries to do this game hehe (no pressure !!)

#tag games #i also have apple music #bcs their spatial audio hits diff #and omg by newjeans (apple music edition) is always playing on that app #i ascend everytime

[throttlegainwell]

Hello, Didn't want to say anything except it is awesome to find a fellow Jonathan Byers AND Scott Summers enjoyer, I love both of those characters a lot.

Ah, that's awesome! Thanks for saying hi. I am, indeed, massively gone for both of those guys, and I am equally delighted to come across another fan of both.

#answered asks #scott summers #jonathan byers #very little in common except for all the stuff they have in common really #but i mean eldest sibling issues probable neurodivergence hyper-independence loner status don't want to be in charge but kind of have to be #responsibility to their people to the detriment of their own well-being got to do everything themselves not well liked or understood #accusations of being boring or morally questionable but just doing their best and grinding away relentlessly #abandonment issues childhood abuse & neglect i could go on #yet they're so very very different and also one shoots kinetic energy beams from his eyes #so there's that #scott would dislike jonathan's music #and ngl the fact that jonathan spends a significant portion of his time in a darkroom under a safelight #which is red #and scott's whole deal is red #that cracks me up a little #though there's something to be said for scott's keen spatial awareness vs. jonathan's eye for composition #and jonathan isn't a nuts and bolts guy and he can handle himself but lbr scott's training regimen would kill him #also i doubt jonathan has ever read a comic in his life and even in the 80s scott was no one's favorite #also yeah they're both pretty reserved quiet & locked-down emotionally & can't deal with their issues + pragmatic as hell #but i think jonathan has more self-awareness about it and he's way more sensitive #whereas scott was just never going to be a particularly emotional guy he's logical af it's how he's wired #anyway yes i love these two hyper-competent messes a whole lot #and have written many words about them both and will probably write many more

[dustinthew]

Spatial Vox - The Voice of Selene (Official Video)

#youtube #new music #music video #tunes #official video #spatial vox #the voice of selene #eurodisco #moderntalking #dancemusic

[vinniechase]

Sonos will be the first company to offer Apple Music's immersive spatial audio experience to users in their living rooms

Sonos has announced that starting on March 28th, its Era 300, Arc, and Beam (Gen 2) speakers will support Apple Music's spatial audio. This means that Sonos users will now have access to an immersive, multi-dimensional sound experience that places them at the center of their music.

Before this announcement, Sonos only supported spatial audio through Amazon Music Unlimited. With Apple Music's spatial audio being added, the potential audience for Sonos has doubled. According to Statista, Amazon had 13.3% market share in the second quarter of last year, while Apple Music had 13.7%. This means that many users will now be able to try this feature for themselves.

Older Sonos soundbars and Play-series speakers won't support spatial audio as they were built around conventional stereo and surround output. This means that users who want to upgrade to a grander audio experience will need to purchase the Era 300, Arc, or Beam (Gen 2). It's unclear if other speaker brands will support Apple Music's spatial audio, but for now, Sonos has the edge over competitors that may not offer Atmos music at any price point. Although the $299 HomePod is more affordable than the $450 Era 300, it's worth noting that the Sonos model represents a larger investment but is likely to sound better.

Read More below:

https://trendingtopicnow.com/2023/03/sonos-will-be-the-first-company-to-offer-apple-musics-immersive-spatial-audio-experience-to-users-in-their-living-rooms/

#sonos #sonos era 300 #sonos arc #sonos beam #apple music #spatial audio

[technovillain]

Who else had their brain chemistry permanently altered by watching OK Go's music videos on YouTube as a kid?

#they changed me for sure and i cant express exactly how #maybe just inspired by entire drive to be artistic and have a unique style #theyre literally all SO good #watch them if you have never seen them please #.txt #NOTE: #i'm rewatching and its synesthesia. bruh ofc it is. #their whole deal is spatially displaying colors that perfectly match with the music #back then and now too its like enrichment for baby videos to me

[cai-tan]

truly, there is simply no end to the pain and suffering i endure being the user of 7.1 surround sound headsets...

I am debugging some known weirdness with Mixcraft 9 cuz I wanted to, at some point, do a music prod / sound design stream involving it and uh. Woof. I've been able to confirm the issues I am having are exclusive to my 7.1 headphones. Meaning I would need to create an entirely different OBS profile AND scene collection if I ever wanted to do anything with Mixcraft 9 on stream. That also means that pivoting to it mid-stream is literally impossible without ending stream and restarting OBS.

I'd strongly consider switching off of Mixcraft 9 if it weren't for A. the huge library of premade loops and synth presets that I really like a lot, B. the fact that I already paid for it five years ago, and C. not having the money to pay for anything better right now... not to mention, what's to say I won't have a similar issue with another application?

#complaining #long text #gamedev #music production #me and my stubborn refusal to give up my powerful spatial sound capabilities on my headphones >.> #if you're wondering what the exact problem is it's sort of almost like any application outside of mixcraft just. loses 80% of their volume? #it's almost like they lose access to five of the seven channels despite mixcraft playing exactly the same

[netscapenavigator-official]

Never heard a song get more thoroughly ruined than when its "remastered" for Apple Music's Spatial Audio. Raw lossless M4A files even sound better in Spatial Audio than the remastered versions, and that's saying something considered Spatial Audio in generally a death sentence to any enjoyability in a song.

#rambles #apple #fuck apple #apple music #spatial audio #music

[destroyer-of-th]

writing is so easy actually

#u just gotta find ur writing zone #spatially temporally mentally musically etc

[howlingtomatoes]

The Lighthouse, a short story.

inspired by the song.

Editor’s Note

It’s a scary place, the real world. It’s not kind to anyone. Filled with horrors seen and unseen, it treats everyone the same, and no one can prepare for the unknown.

But you can process it.

This is a cold, short story. It’s written by an ancient processor of the unknown. Learn about the situation, and start listening to The Lighthouse by Halsey when I tell you too.

Enjoy :)

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Introduction

The beach is beautiful if you really think about it. The clouds in the sky cover the sun in a way that almost makes you feel protected. You can see every grain of sand, and feel how soft and individualistic they are in between your fingers. The rocks are tall around the shore, and give off a dust that almost smells like wood. There is a Lighthouse that sits on top of the rocks, at the ends of the shoreline.

It is completely unreachable, not because the rocks are dangerous, but because it’s simply impossible. It stands tall like it’s the tallest building in the world, and intimidates in a way a monolith would intimidate its congregant.

You get the sense that everything isn’t what it seems.

The Protagonist lifts their head, gasping for plentiful air as the waves brush past their bare legs. An automatic sense of dread fills their chest, like where they are is not where they should be. A lack of belonging is painful. They can’t help to think that where they are is beautiful, and the wind blows through their hair almost like a pat on the back. But as inexplicably human as they feel at this moment, they don’t want to be here. The fishnet tied around their body keeps them safe, in the meantime.

The ocean begins to move.

Begin The Lighthouse by Halsey

A boat drops a body into the water.

The Protagonist squints their eyes as the vessel disappears as quickly as it came. They walk through the water to the sandbar when a force brings them to their knees, no amount of effort allows them past. They think, what did I do? Then something brushes past their waist. They wonder.

How do you take on someone else when you can’t take yourself?

The Protagonist sets him down on the shore, and a green light suddenly flashes from the Lighthouse in the sky. What could I possibly be doing here, they think. I have been brought, a man, and yet I still have no answers. The light dims, and a tingle goes down their legs. A warning? The man gasps for air as the light flashed brighter. What are you trying to say? They think.

The Protagonist looks down at the man, layers of fishnet wrapped around their body like a towel. He looks very peaceful when he sleeps, the violent need for breath ruined their picture of possibilities almost immediately. The man gets up, dressed like a Sailor, in need of leveling ground and the two stand apart.

The Protagonist goes to speak, words forming at their lips but no sound ever coming out. Their eyes widened at each other. I can’t imagine a life without my voice, the Sailor says. I bet yours would’ve sounded sweet and airy, like the holes in your fishnets. I could help you find your voice again, if you’d like. Let me take you back into town. He reaches out and grabs their hand, a moment frozen in time.

The Protagonist looks into the Sailor’s eyes, almost examining his soul. Into town? What a strange thing to say. A body is dropped from a ship of men. Then he wants to promise me things of which I couldn’t even imagine? I don’t know who this is, I don’t know what I’m even doing here. I must find my belonging before it cuts me open. I don’t need your sympathy, they thought. I have exactly what I need.

They took their hand out of his and rested it on his heart, and felt that it was beating quite fast. A ringing began in their ears like they had found the source. What is it? The Sailor asks, he’s so entranced by their beauty that he forgot what brought him there in the first place.

The Protagonist felt their fishnet start to come apart, a barrier was slowly breaking. In the little time it took for a man to become distracted, their body began to transform. The Sailor pushed back, skin he’s never seen runs down their abdomen. Are you okay? What is wrong with you? He says, a borderline of genuine curiosity or stupidity.

As if by wielding the force that originally brought them to their knees, they grasped at the throat of the Sailor and ripped the chords from his neck. A stain to the oil painting they had created in the Sailor’s perception of his savior. The sailor fell back into the beach as the Protagonist ate every chord, every word he ever said, every song he’s ever sung, and every lie he’s ever told. The Lighthouse let out a deep, guttural roar. Like a signal.

A Lighthouse is a monolith that intimidates its congregants, and it’s never meant to be defied.

The Protagonist looks up at the sky, blood dripping down their face and hands. A bloody, gory mess of it all. Look at what the mess you’ve made, they thought. The skin starts wrapping around their back and shoulders, down their arms. They ponder the meaning of love, and if it’s something meant for them. Their throat begins to burn, the inside like a candle wick.

The human mind is a vessel of dread, some ships sail and some don’t. Time is hard to comprehend on the lonely beach, just another construct to keep track of in this reality. The sky begins to dim as quickly as it lit up. A sureness flushed through the Protagonist’s face, an acceptance of the evolution of their body. However, the validating burn in their throat hid the cramp inside their stomach. They could feel the squelching thickness of his sins, even if he was already gone.

The Protagonist let out an involuntary groan of pain, and the Lighthouse began to flash red. They looked to the light, remembering that this wasn’t where they belonged. I have to get back, they thought. I must find it, it’s killing me.

There is no one on this beach for a reason, it’s quiet here. No one comes here willingly, do you really have a choice? The Protagonist looks down at the sailor, what was once peaceful now shows its true fate. You would have never made it out alive, they say to the man.

Or what was once a man. Was it ever a man? They pick up the body, arms splayed out, and look to the ocean. Tears began to stream down their face. I’m not afraid of anything. They say to themselves.

By this point, their new skin covered them head to toe, their hair draped down their back. They stepped into the ocean, a tingle running down their arms and legs. It felt good enough that the pain in their stomach faded to the background again.

They carried the lifeless body to the edge of the sandbar, a feat once impossible; they're almost towards the end of their evolution. The sun starts to set, and they gradually let go of the body. As by magic, it sinks into a deep, unknown abyss.

The Lighthouse roars again and the red light flashes brighter. They watch through the light as dark figures surround the body, and the Protagonist breathes a sigh of relief. The waves are getting taller, almost as tall as the rocks.

There’s real beauty in self discovery, maybe this is my lesson. The Protagonist dives into the water, gills at their sides, a long tail. No longer alone or in pain. Free.

The end.

Thank you so much. If you made it to the end, read it again, if you want. It's for you <3

a love letter to a special community, and it’s fearless leader

#the lighthouse #short story #halsey #if i cant have love i want power #my writing #spatial #sound #i chocked up copy and pasting this from where i originally wrote it #because it’s still so real and true #i love you guys #written for 929 #929 #music #dark #sirens #stories

[ninja-bis]

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