I often have terrible Mutable Instruments nightmares - but most of them boil down to receiving a batch of boards/assembled modules that do not work; or a troubleshooting session that never ends.
The one I had this morning was the scariest ever…
A guy comes at my office to show me one of his prototypes - something quite similar to the first Shruti (in terms of bulky size and awkward board split), but with the red+small knob look of a clavia product. And a kind of prism/wedge shape like the Roland VG-8. At first I give him technical tips while we go through some patches/presets stored on the machine… Then another guy, who is uncannily similar to Joe MacMillan in “Halt and catch fire”, joins us and the discussion gradually shifts to the actual when and how the production by Mutable Instruments of this clavized Shruti will happen. At some point I realize that this discussion is taking place because Mutable Instruments is no longer owned by me, but by an older guy in a suit who later joins the table. We discuss many features of the new synth, like having purchasable “add-ons” that would require a USB dongle to be constantly plugged at the back of the synth; and the use of a custom MIDI cable that would allow us to reduce the size of the device. I’m violently arguing against those two features, and say that whatever happens, I’m still in charge of the engineering so they can go fuck themselves. Then the guy in a suit tells me that there are actually two people in charge of engineering and that my decisions can be vetoed by them. Another guy arrives, he’s supposed to be in charge of some features of the claviazed Shruti and approves the USB dongle thing. He tells more stupid things about synths and I ask him what kind of background he has to be in charge of important synth decisions without knowing what he is talking about. He shows me a machine that he has designed, which is quite similar to a DSI tempest, but with a light grey paint job and round pads. At this point the room in which we are has expanded to a full size conference room. A lady enters and tells us that suit guy’s past as a fraudster has been exposed.