It’s not easy writing editorials I tell ya, but here’s my latest in this week’s PSNEurope newsletter (you’re getting them, right? If not, sign-up here). I was inspired by a recent discussion over at Pro Tools Expert on whether a formal qualification is essential for getting hired. To date, 26% of poll respondents working in audio have no formal training whatsoever, while 35% have either some kind of college or university-related training. So training is better for getting a job, right?
Well, no, that’s not really what those numbers say. Perhaps what those numbers are saying is that by getting some training, you also get access to industry contacts. That was absolutely the case for me when I studied at Alchemea (and I have no complaints about my education whatsoever), and it’s been an enormous help to my own career.
There are also a greater number of training opportunities available to students who want to pursue audio as a career and, arguably, a lot more opportunities in audio than what there used to be. So maybe training is necessary in order to stick out from a very competitive field, which is why more and more working engineers have gone that route.
But, if you’re training isn’t very good (and I’ve heard horror stories), then was it really worth it? Let the debate continue…
I’m very thrilled to have played a small role in the inaugural Pro Sound Awards, happening tonight at London’s famous Ministry of Sound nightclub.
I’ll be in a corner somewhere, tweeting on behalf of @ProSoundAwards and @PSNEurope (the latter with a few interjections from Editor Dave, I’m sure!) and perhaps sipping on a glass of wine.
Hope to see you there!
This is Zimmy’s T – as in, his 1927 Model T Ford Coupe. It’s in my care now.
To explain, “Zimmy” was my biological father, George Zimmerman, who passed away on March 16th, 2010. He and I were more alike than I ever knew when he was still alive. I wish I had heard his stories before he died, but I still relate to them: the thrill of escaping to the country for the weekend; the rush of the open road; driving a kick-ass car.
In a strange twist of fate, it was while driving the Model T – the “little car” as he called it – that Zimmy suffered a terrible crash from which we never really recovered, and ultimately contributed to his death.
But he had great plans for the little car, which I fully intend to carry out.
The car is still in storage in Canada, although I now reside in London, UK. The plan is to fix it up the way he wanted: cherry black exterior, decals of Yosemite Sam and Ed “Big Daddy” Roth’s Rat Fink character placed somewhere, a beige interior and an excellent sound system (not to mention all the necessary mechanical work).
Then I bring it over to the UK so that is can be gawked at like Zimmy would’ve been proud to have happen.
I know Zimmy fell victim to a few unscupulous characters while trying to fix up the little car, and I’m not going to let that happen. I’m looking for individuals who care deeply about vintage vehicles, and the stories they tell, to look after Zimmy’s T. If you are that kind of person, or know someone who is, please get in touch.