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The good chortles I needed for the day. 🤣
We should probably put a pin in this…it’s not really our lane
gandy dancer on The Central Line
Neapolitan pearl diver
glass jockey
schoolteacher
You would think it would be manual labor, but it was a job publishing quarterly reports for a financial services company.
I automated the job so that I worked about 10% of the time, and surfed the early web the rest of the time. They fought the automation every step of the way, and when I left, they took no interest in learning how it worked, so they went back to paying someone to do it all manually.
They made me wear a tie, even though I never saw customers, so I went to a thrift store and found the ugliest clip-on bow-tie I could possibly find.
My less-than-ideal, not-very-clever boss who was second-in-command ended up getting screwed by the company and suing them.
Definitely not - some of the best jobs I had, and some of the best people I worked with were jobs that involved physical labor. They didn’t pay as much as a lot of other jobs I have had, but they were often the most enjoyable.
The biggest assholes I have worked with have pretty much always been white collar workers.
The job wasn’t really that bad, just a shitty landlord who wouldn’t do pest control, but I worked at a restaurant and went back into the kitchen one night after we closed to get something and there was a rat on the table staring at me that was bigger than some small breeds of dogs. I ran so fast out of the front door when I saw it. I didn’t know St. Louis could get rats that big but holy shit
In my field the working conditions are pretty easy. So for me the people I work with determine whether it’s a good job or bad one. This makes me a privileged person. Yet I still get distressed.
Just this week I was dealing with a petty tyrant. I sent an email to the job listserv. My strongest talent in life is expressing myself in the written word using vivid, poetic and musical language that amplifies and shows off my intelligence like a peacock spreading his wings. I don’t reveal it in a discussion forum like this one because the magic doesn’t happen in one draft.
My listserv email publicly depantsed this guy’s policies and micromanaging. And yet I also went a little bit personal, and now I am deeply ashamed of having let him get into my head. I feel socially embarrassed for having gone personal. He needed a brushback, but I should have been more skillful. I thought I had transcended petty primate politics but we never do.
Some people will have read that email and thought I’m the asshole. And I am. We’re all assholes from a certain perspective. So now I have created social disharmony by triggering the primate instinct to choose a side.
The hardest job is being human and living in this strange world between my own two ears. These fucking instincts and emotions, man. I meditate into the jhanas two hours a day; bliss is hanging around in the background of my life most of the time, and yet I still fall into the primate politics trap all the time.
You're winning if you're meditating that much each day. I can barely manage ten minutes!
And I get it re emotions at work — at one point last year, I started thinking that ending things would be preferable to going to the next awful meeting. Sure, I had my own suboptimal take on the situation, but wasn't alone: the turnover was ridiculous (I had 4 successive managers over 10 months), and people were leaving without having anything else lined up. Doing the same saved my life. The downside is being poor, and hocking musical gear to make ends meet...
(When I was flush, I could order Elektron boxes, ridiculous Teenage Engineering gear, and guitars on a whim, but it simply wasn't worth it if I wasn't going to be around to play them.)
My worst experience was working for a company back in Mesa. We were always expected to work overtime, with no consideration for the employee`s overall health whatsoever.
I eventually moved out of my hometown and found some great career opportunities in Tucson right after my arrival. My mental health has never been better.
What was your job/work?
Call centre worker for public transport. After talking to people too stupid to catch a bus, I left work angry and hating everybody.
Abattoir , various jobs throughout the factory but worst was cleaning out the underground screen house ( where solid matter is removed from fluid and removed in large metal boxes that had to be dragged up a slope , emptied into a wheel barrow and taken to skip) I had the unfortunate job of doing it after it had been blocked for a day so knee deep in pretty much unimaginable gore 🤢🤢🤢 I don’t know how my stomach managed to handle it back then , I know it wouldn’t stand a chance now … also once had a boss have me cut the clingons off her dogs ass as a task for an afternoon when the hotel/bar I was a trainee bar manager at was quiet 😂🤣😂
Black Mesa? the portal tech? yah I heard that got pretty messy
I had back to back horrible jobs in the 80s. I went from pumping gas to working the fryer at a Burger King.
Washing dishes at a restaurant but thankfully I got fired after four hours