Ross Ingram

@rossingram.bsky.social

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Producer/engineer in West Texas, mostly worked out of Brainville and Sonic Ranch, but will go just about anywhere. Solo music and other things. Cat cafe empire. http://rossingram.bandcamp.com He/him

Reverb listing for the boombox in the prompt post. They want $9,889 for it, because of course collectors are ruining this too.
Scratches on the bathroom stall that day “You can Ross it out.”
A bag of coffee labeled “Coffee Wallas.”
A sunset over west El Paso. The sky at the horizon is a fiery orange and red that fades through gray clouds to a lovely pale blue.
The cover for my new single, Phenobarbital. Massive plumes of smoke loom over the plains of northern New Mexico.
A blue green mug with espresso sits on a scale. The scale reads 36g, which, when compared to the 18g dosage used to brew the espresso, means I hit the “ideal” 1:2 ratio exactly.
An ominous black and white photo depicting thick plumes of smoke from a prairie fire in northern New Mexico, seen from a distance. Text along the bottom reads “BBA001 -> SP5G 400 11 ROSS INGRAM > PHENOBARBITAL”)
An Olympus Pen F half frame film camera.
Two half frame photos, one of a soft focus latte in a safe green mug, another of a white and gold homecoming mum hanging on a white wood paneled wall.
Terrible latte art that, if you squint, might resemble a squid putting its claspers up in embarrassed panic? I don’t know. The coffee was great though.
A Mojave Audio tube microphone power supply with several cables attached and snaking across a hardwood floor underneath a grey couch.
A tiny kitten named Phoebe. A little while ago, she was a bottle fed feral that I took care of for a day and who we thought would likely die. Now she is a happy little kitten who thinks she’s a dog.
An assortment of film. Arista EDU400, Ilford HP5+ 400, Kodak Tri-X 400 and Kodak Gold 200.
Monkey trying to decide if he will kill Mr tonight or sometime in the future.
In an article about a company’s entire database and backup infrastructure was erased by Claude AI, Microsoft has an ad stating “Exposed data? Skill issue.”
Sign for the OKCCC parking lot, which, phonetically, sounds like someone saying “Ok, yes, yes, yes” in Spanglish.
A pen and ink sketch of a Focusrite interface (that we aren’t using), my mug of coffee (that I am overusing), and a small speaker. The sketch is drawn between scribbles notes about song and arrangement ideas and notes about signal chains.
One of my two brand new Neumann KH120 ii monitors.
The cover of u-Ziq’s album Lunatic Harness. A man sits on one side of a wooden table with his hands flat on the surface. To his left is a reel-to reel tape machine. The power cable trails off the table and onto the orange floor, which serves as the background for the photo.
A pen sketch of a four piece drum set on a pad of paper labeled “Useless Info.” The crash cymbal is way too big.
Box from Logan’s Run. Overwhelming, is he not? It’s his job. To freeze you.
Pro Tools tracks labeled “Harvard, Bug Soundz, and Vox.03”
The correct pronunciation is “ruh-neg,” though I’m pretty sure this guy said exactly what he meant to say
Red light and doom pour from the doors of an adobe building (the creatively named “Adobe Studio” at Sonic Ranch). A keen eye might notice Robert, of the band Supercolony, completely immersed in the sound inside the studio.
A tan keyboard with an assortment of white, blue and black buttons and sliders. It’s a Baldwin Discoverer organ and it’s beautiful.
Two leering beasts stand guard in front of a record player and stereo amp. The record on display is Iron & Wine’s incredible collab album with Calexico “In The Reins.” In front of the record sleeve is the novel “We Used to Live Here” by Marcus Kliewer.
The release of Frozen is now closer to the September 11 attacks than to today.
A sign reading Chocolate Board of Canada. I always thought the band was Boards of Canada. Man was I wrong.
It’s a skull shaker whose brain is filled with beads and it’s called a Bead Brain Skull Shaker.
A Melodyne squiggle that looks a lot like a cat, with ears perked up, fluffy body mass, and a tail sticking up in the air, probably twitching with danger. It’s weird that I have this picture, since I and all the singers I ever work with nail our takes on the first try and never ever need any pitch correction.
An air freshener with a disturbing photo of me. It’s just my head/face, I’m leering at the camera, and seem to be threatening the viewer.
The beginning of sunset at Rio Bosque. Trees silhouetted against a colorful sky.
A grid of squares, some blacked out, some empty, some with red Xes. In the middle of the chart is the white outline of our cat’s toe beans.
A sunburst Fender Jazzmaster on a guitar stand in front of a light green wall and next to a pillow that I need to put back in the closet.
A very cool pedal with a pink, white and black low resolution skyline on a white background.
PLEASE STOP SAYING QUAD GOD I only worship the Quad God
Highway sign giving exit information for Floydada, OK.
My mobile music rig set up in a hotel room In Oklahoma City.
A headless doll, half buried in mud, at the bottom of a canal.
My 22 lb cat curled against my leg and around my hand.
If those kids could read they’d be very upset
The sunrise with a small water tower silhouetted against it.
In the live room of Sonic Ranch’s Adobe studio, I am playing Billy Gibbon’s Gibson Explorer with Scotty and Robert from Supercolony on drums and bass, respectively.
You listen to Cloud Nothings? Oh yeah? Name ONE Nothing.
A black and white photograph of the control room at Sonic Ranch’s Adobe studio. You can see the Neve 8078 console, the patchbay, some pedals on a bench, an array of monitors, and, through a large window behind the console, a glimpse of the live room.
A large, threatening ant, its jaws wide open, looms above to Neve Flying Fader. Red text floats above the ant. It reads “Supercolony.”
You can’t see them, but there are three half stacks under here and they are all on at the same time.
The Neve console at Sonic Ranch’s Adobe studio. Close observation might reveal the doom metal band Supercolony recording in the live room.
A beautiful west Texas sunset seen from behind the wheel of my car.
A beautiful Shopping Street in Tengachaya Osaka. There is a line of bicycles on the right and small, closed shops line the narrow street. Street lights shaped like lanterns hang above.
A man in a green hat with a yellow Perennial shirt hidden under a green zip up shirt pets a mini pig and grins.
A smart TV movie suggestion screen, listing “Wes Anderson as director” with the movies Sing and Sing 2 listed.
Phil and Rita look on as Ned Ryerson names one of the greatest bands ever.
Delicious homemade meal of falafel, halloumi, pita and tahini sauce.
Sunlight blasts between the slats of my louvered blinds, directly into my eyes. Not pictured: me hunched over like a troll trying to find the shadows.
A grouchy orange cat on the cover of a CD entitled “People Meowing.” It contains about 60 minutes of people meowing.
My Tidal top Album for the year (again): Josaleigh Pollett’s In The Garden by the Weeds.
Two under cabinet radiant heaters that look a lot like rackmount audio equipment. I haven’t measured them, but I suspect they are built into 19” rack boxes.