TrainYourEars EQ Edition is an ear training software for Mac and PC designed to help you understand equalisers and frequencies like never before.
It speeds up your learning process exposing you to hundreds of random equalizations you have to guess. If you are wrong, it will let you know “how wrong”, and it will let you hear both your guess and the correct answer.
In no time you will develop a frequency memory which will allow you to connect the sound you imagine in your head with the parameters you need to dial, quickly and easily than ever.
It has a brand new training method. Instead of guessing, you have to make corrections while you hear the result.
The person who suggested this method to us in the first place was Bob Katz, a renowned mastering guru. We tested it, we loved it, so here it is for all you to enjoy!
Besides it has a new, modern and clean interface, a new assisted training screen, a new exercise designer, it supports other languages, and many other features.
The ability to connect what is in your mind with the appropriate parameters you have to dial to get that sound is not an easy task. The steps involved should be:
Sometimes people get lost in the translation step and start turning knobs without confidence. The more you work, the better you understand what those knobs really do, but it is a slow process.
People excel in this matter after many years, because they have learned experimenting with lots of different processes applied to lots of different sources. The purpose of this training is to open your ears to what each frequency sounds like and reduce the amount of time needed to acquire this knowledge.
In 15 minutes you can guess or correct 100 random equalisations, so training every day for a few weeks is equivalent to accumulating the experience of many years.
First, you load the music you want to train with:
Then, you choose an exercise or design a new one:
And finally, train your ears with one of these two methods!
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The grafts on Mira’s body began to pulse. To pull . Her borrowed skin crawled toward the door. Her donated neck strained. The face on the table smiled with a hundred stolen mouths.
They were paired together for a final project in Advanced Integrative Biology. Helen needed a partner who would do the work and not compete for attention. Mira needed… to be seen.
Mira felt her own borrowed cheeks twitch. A low murmur rose from her throat—someone else’s memory of a lullaby.
She tried to cry. The tear ducts—donated—did not respond. Three days later, Helen knocked on her door. She looked wrong. Her face was a patchwork now, but beneath the grafts, something was moving. Writhing. As if the original tissues were trying to crawl back home.
Not literally, of course. But when Mira found the small, wax-sealed envelope pinned to her dorm room pillow with a surgical needle, she couldn’t shake the feeling that something wet and alive was still moving inside the paper.
“They’re rejecting,” Helen whispered. Her voice was Mira’s old voice—because she had Mira’s old neck. “But not like a transplant. They’re remembering . My left cheek just whispered your name in my sleep.”
She was becoming beautiful. Not Helen-beautiful. Something else. Something gathered .
Helen looked up. For the first time, she truly looked at Mira. Not through her. At her.
The grafts on Mira’s body began to pulse. To pull . Her borrowed skin crawled toward the door. Her donated neck strained. The face on the table smiled with a hundred stolen mouths.
They were paired together for a final project in Advanced Integrative Biology. Helen needed a partner who would do the work and not compete for attention. Mira needed… to be seen.
Mira felt her own borrowed cheeks twitch. A low murmur rose from her throat—someone else’s memory of a lullaby. Grafted.2024.720p.WEB-DL.DUAL.AAC5.1.x264.ESub-...
She tried to cry. The tear ducts—donated—did not respond. Three days later, Helen knocked on her door. She looked wrong. Her face was a patchwork now, but beneath the grafts, something was moving. Writhing. As if the original tissues were trying to crawl back home.
Not literally, of course. But when Mira found the small, wax-sealed envelope pinned to her dorm room pillow with a surgical needle, she couldn’t shake the feeling that something wet and alive was still moving inside the paper. The grafts on Mira’s body began to pulse
“They’re rejecting,” Helen whispered. Her voice was Mira’s old voice—because she had Mira’s old neck. “But not like a transplant. They’re remembering . My left cheek just whispered your name in my sleep.”
She was becoming beautiful. Not Helen-beautiful. Something else. Something gathered . Her donated neck strained
Helen looked up. For the first time, she truly looked at Mira. Not through her. At her.
Final price was 89€, but the 49€ launch offer was such a success that we sold twice as many as we expected.
After a lot of thought we decided to keep this reduced price forever :)
Thanks to all the people who has supported this project so far and made this possible!
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