Surf.Whammy's Technical Information on VST 2.4, VST 3, and Double-Precision Arithmetic relative to FSP 8

[sintil8]

Dithering is a trick to lower the noise floor. All errors due to quantisation etc. translate into noise, but this noise is very peaky (spiking in some frequencies and very low in others). Dithering adds a little noise to shake the ground under the sand sculpture so to speak, bringing down the peaks and with that the noise floor. But it does not miraculously always push the reference points (and with that the curves) in the right direction. Half of the time 'wrong is still just as wrong, but with less noise’.

Thank you, and yes, I like assimilation to the sand sculptures.

Kindest regards

 

[Surf.Whammy]

Only AI could type that much stuff out! So I think you have hit the digital nail on the head!

On topic it’s been very common for people to get the two different 64 bits totally mixed up.

Of note is that a few audio interfaces are now using 32 bit as an option. Zoom is one of those.
Scary part is they just released a new mixer/ ASIO interface that doesn’t have a gain control!! They say because of 32 bit you no longer need to worry about distortion??? Hmmm.

Thanks for the kind words!

Being highly literate and numerate tends to give one an aura of what many lesser minds call "artificial intelligence" . . .

I recall 25 years ago, as I ordered an "iced quad vente two pumps of peppermint breve latte macchiato", the barista looked at me and wondered, "are you a robot?"

I told her, "Yes"; smiled; and left a big tip.

Later, when an 18-wheel truck delivered thousands of light bulbs to the local Home Depot by mistake, I purchased cart loads of them for 10 cents a four-pack--some of which were fluorescent style small bulbs--and then went to the Starbucks and offered to sell them at the same price to the baristas, who purchased a lot of light bulbs.

From then going forward, the barista knew my order and had it ready as soon as I arrived, which annoyed some of the other customers--until I told them I was visiting from another planet and had magical robotic powers.

A BIT OF SURF.WHAMMY'S HISTORY

When I was in the 5th grade, the teacher decided to show the class how to do multiplication, which being an aficionado of arithmetic and mathematics made me very happy, but only for a few days.

Then during multiplication hour, I would "sneak" out of the class, which due to an influx of baby boomer children of aeronautical engineers working on the B-52 strategic bomber was a temporary building sitting on piers.

I would crawl around under the class room during multiplication hour, but if the teacher banged her foot on the floor, I would "sneak" back inside and take the Pop Quiz, always making a perfect score.

This continued for a few weeks; and one day the teacher asked me if Iiked to solve puzzles, to which I replied, "Yes".

She told me there was a fellow in another classroom who was having difficulties solving puzzles, and would I help him with his puzzles.

Again, I replied "Yes".

The fellow certainly was having a lot of problems with his puzzles, which among other things included a puzzle where different sized discs had to be moved from one pole to another; the next number in the sequence {1, 2, 3, 5, 8, . . .} needed to be identified; there was puzzle about bridges in a German town; how to get 1 quart of water in a 2-quart bucket in the minimum number of trips to a creek at the bottom of a hill with a tree and back when you had a 5-quart bucket and a 2-quart bucket; and a few analogies of the type {bird is to air as fish is to ________}.

My favorite was the puzzle about water; and my first answer was "one trip", with the logic being to put the 2-quart bucket inside the 5-quart bucket; take them down the hill to the creek; do the obvious water steps; put the 2-quart bucket that now had only 1 quart of water inside the 5-quart bucket and take it up the hill to the tree.

The fellow said that was not allowed, since the rule was that only one bucket could be taken from the hill to the creek and back at a time.

So, I repeated "one trip" and then said I would take the 5-quart bucket to the creek; fill it; and then take it to the top of the hill next to the tree and do the steps, which included dumping the extra water next to the tree.

Well, that was not allowed either, because there was a rule about not being allowed to pour water on the tree.

I thought about it for a second and replied "one trip".

The fellow asked how I was going to do it; and I explained that rather than pour the water on the tree, I would drink the water and then pee on the tree, which since there was no time limit was something I could do and did every day after school with a quart of milk when enjoying cookies.

This continued for a while; and before telling the fellow the stupid way, I inquired whether (a) I was allowed to use my Cub Scout watch or a makeshift sun dial on summer solstice or (b) if I could use geometry, a small branch, and a sharp rock to draw a half-way mark on the inside of the 2-quart bucket.

The fellow opted for the stupid way.

This was all I heard about puzzles for 20 years, except after about a week the teacher told me I could "sneak" out of the class any time I wanted to crawl around underneath the class room.

Two decades later, I was having a conversation with one of my sisters and told her I think I am smart, to which she replied, "Didn't mother telll you about the I.Q. Test?"

I replied, "No"; and she told me my I.Q. was measured at "well over 170" in the 5rh grade and "did mother not tell you?"; and I replied "No".

The need for an I.Q. Test could have been avoided if the teacher had asked me why I was crawling around underneath the building during multiplication hour; and I would have explained that I visited my maternal grandmother for the summer and there was a plumber replacing the cast iron sewer pipes, who was using a fire to melt lead and had a lot of amazing tools and techniques.

Until that summer, my career dream going back to when I was three years-old was to be a garbage truck owner-operator based on observing that one day every week, people would put big barrels of stuff outside to give to the garbage men, with some of it being what I thought was really good and valuable stuff.

Well, after watching the plumber melt lead and do a bunch of stuff that was even more fascinating that collecting garbage, I changed my career dream that summer to being a professional plumber.

Why crawl around underneath the class room?

I was multiplying two-digit integers in my mind by the 2nd grade and was a bit dumbfounded that children could get to the 5th grade and not be able to do this; I was disappointed that we were not learning how to multiple three-digit integers in our minds--yet another thing I taught myself--and of course, the best way to use my time was to crawl around underneath the classroom studying the plumbing, which had cold, hot, and drain pipes, since the class room had a biology and chemistry lab setup.

Basically, there was only so much of multiplying single-digit integers over and over that I could tolerate.

There you go . . .

It's not my fault!

 

[PTUG]

I guess AI bots is going to be the new thing that forums are going to have to contend with.

 

[Surf.Whammy]

Looks like the squeaky AI robot gets the grease!

"The following issues have been fixed: Certain VST3 plug-ins are causing crackles/spikes when audio process precision is set to 64-bit."

[Source: Fender Studio Pro Version 8.0.1 Release Notes (January 27, 2026) downloaded PDF in Fender Studio Pro 8.0.1]