In replying to Mr. Guttag in another post, I said something that deserved to be a topic of a full thread. So here it is, and this is my story.
I got into cinema service in the military. I was a projectionist on the base theatre, and we were upgrading out old Peerless Magnarcs (with 1k Xenon conversions) to a 2k LP Assoc. lamphouse and rectifier. I first had to dig up a three phase breaker for the booth panel (stole an unused one from the stage panel) and then, after the AAFES tech got pulled into an extended troubleshooting phone call, had to wire the second lamphouse and install the bulb myself. (We had a show that night and it was 1700 hours.) I had also had to figure out why the sound was always so horrible there. (They had a relay in the rack that turned on only the side wall speakers for music, and only the Big Altec A7 for film.) That relay was bypassed so all three were driven that the same time always, which not only stressed out the amplifier but created a horrible time alignment issue, made worse by the very live room. Once I corrected that (and noted the higher fader setting for film) everyone raved about how great the sound was.
After I left Active Duty and signed up for the Air National Guard I worked at the UA 8 Buena Park where I met an RCA tech who suggested I work for them. I eventually started my own company which I ran for around 20 years. The rest is history.
I later found out that my maternal grandfather, like me, had a knack for all things mechanical and electrical. Mom's family home movies were shot on 35mm (nitrate at first) films, and later, with granddad's connections to Bell Labs and Western Electric, they became sound films. He built his own optical recorders and soundheads. He also built a 78RPM record cutting lathe, and at one point my parents had the records of their wedding ceremony. (And when mom tossed those out, it was the biggest fight I ever had with her in my young life.) Sadly, after he'd passed (I was about 7 or 8 and had already shown interest in electro-mechanical things) his films and equipment all went the church diocese. When my parents tried to recover them, the bishop claimed no knowledge of its whereabouts. That ended my church going immediately.
Dad wasn't spared from my insanity though..at age 8 I started to take apart all of his power tools to figure out how they worked, with maybe a 30% chance they would work after I put them back together. (I got shocked a lot and learned the electrical burning smell at a very young age.) He eventually gave up getting mad at me and bought duplicate tools. The nice ones he kept locked up (I never did find that key), and bought the cheapest ones and left them out for me to destroy.
So that's my background and the story of how I got involved in film projection and sound. What's yours? Leave a comment below and be sure to like and subscribe.... (oops, wrong media)
I got into cinema service in the military. I was a projectionist on the base theatre, and we were upgrading out old Peerless Magnarcs (with 1k Xenon conversions) to a 2k LP Assoc. lamphouse and rectifier. I first had to dig up a three phase breaker for the booth panel (stole an unused one from the stage panel) and then, after the AAFES tech got pulled into an extended troubleshooting phone call, had to wire the second lamphouse and install the bulb myself. (We had a show that night and it was 1700 hours.) I had also had to figure out why the sound was always so horrible there. (They had a relay in the rack that turned on only the side wall speakers for music, and only the Big Altec A7 for film.) That relay was bypassed so all three were driven that the same time always, which not only stressed out the amplifier but created a horrible time alignment issue, made worse by the very live room. Once I corrected that (and noted the higher fader setting for film) everyone raved about how great the sound was.
After I left Active Duty and signed up for the Air National Guard I worked at the UA 8 Buena Park where I met an RCA tech who suggested I work for them. I eventually started my own company which I ran for around 20 years. The rest is history.
I later found out that my maternal grandfather, like me, had a knack for all things mechanical and electrical. Mom's family home movies were shot on 35mm (nitrate at first) films, and later, with granddad's connections to Bell Labs and Western Electric, they became sound films. He built his own optical recorders and soundheads. He also built a 78RPM record cutting lathe, and at one point my parents had the records of their wedding ceremony. (And when mom tossed those out, it was the biggest fight I ever had with her in my young life.) Sadly, after he'd passed (I was about 7 or 8 and had already shown interest in electro-mechanical things) his films and equipment all went the church diocese. When my parents tried to recover them, the bishop claimed no knowledge of its whereabouts. That ended my church going immediately.
Dad wasn't spared from my insanity though..at age 8 I started to take apart all of his power tools to figure out how they worked, with maybe a 30% chance they would work after I put them back together. (I got shocked a lot and learned the electrical burning smell at a very young age.) He eventually gave up getting mad at me and bought duplicate tools. The nice ones he kept locked up (I never did find that key), and bought the cheapest ones and left them out for me to destroy.
So that's my background and the story of how I got involved in film projection and sound. What's yours? Leave a comment below and be sure to like and subscribe.... (oops, wrong media)
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