School of Communication Arts: Raleigh, NC
April 14th, 2007 by
mark
I’ve been playing around with recording software like Adobe Audition and GarageBand for a few years now and I enjoy both programs. But I was starting to think it would be great to learn how to use the software the “pros” use. a.k.a. Pro Tools. I considered a semester long program at Martha’s Vineyard, MA, but I came to find out that they don’t teach Pro Tools… They train everyone on a different program, Reason. Bah! I could plunk down $200 and get Reason right now. (Which I’m actually considering since it’s supposedly a pretty good non-pro tools recording suite)
Then one day when viewing my own blog I saw a Google ad for the School of Communication Arts that teaches Pro Tools classes. And they’re even in Raleigh, NC, near where I live. Granted, even though it is in Raleigh it’s still almost an hour drive.
So when I went to their website I annoyingly had to fill in a bunch of personal information before I could even view the website. They looked somewhat legit and claimed to be one of the few schools that teaches pro tools on the east coast. Well, I found out later in the week that because I filled in that information on their website that someone from the school called me twice that week! I was really busy so I didn’t think anything of it and didn’t bother calling them back.
It was later on that I found out that the Martha’s Vineyard thing didn’t do Pro Tools so I looked into the School of Communication Arts again. Once again, to view their website I had to enter more personal information. So I entered the minimum, name and phone number. I guess I entered my cell phone number because I received a call the next day asking if I wanted to schedule a tour. I figured, why not and so I scheduled a tour for the following Monday.
The tour… Ah… The tour…. I drive about an hour to their campus in Raleigh, which is affectionately known as “The Circus” because their campus is made up of 2 or 3 dome shaped buildings.
As soon as I walk in the door I see the receptionist desk, but I have to wait because she’s chatting it up with a middle-aged student with a sketch pad easel under his arm. I stand there for about 5 minutes until I start thinking maybe she isn’t the receptionist, so I walk around for a minute or two, but almost every room has a code lock on it. So I just return to the entrance. About 10 minutes later the guy finally leaves and the receptionist looks up and asks me what I need. I tell her I have a tour scheduled with Julie at 5:00. She calls her up and says Julie will be there in a few minutes. Since it took so long to get to talk with the receptionist I was already 10 or 15 minutes late for my tour, so I figured Julie had been waiting around for me.
So I just stand around for about 5 minutes and admire the weird paintings and sculptures around. I notice as a few students walk by that most of them look like gangsters…. Hmmm. Odd. While I’m waiting around 2 ladies, presumably employees, walk to the door and stand there and talk for about 10 minutes. Finally, one of the ladies leaves and then the other lady looks over at me and introduces herself as Julie. At this point I was starting to get a little ticked off with the lack of customer service…
Julie then proceeds to forcefully inquire, “Where’s your parents?” To which I easily reply, “at home.” And she asks why and I say because no one said they were supposed to be there. She asks me how hold I am, if I’m in high school, and who I talked to on the phone. I tell her and she says I still need my parents. I tell her, no one said anything about my parents on the phone and they’re not here and I can’t really do anything about that.
While we’re walking she hands me a clipboard and tells me to fill it out. So I continue walking and she quickly turns around, stops me, points to some couches and says, “No. You stay here. I’ll be back.” She walks around the corner and I hear her chewing out Debbie, the lady I talked to on the phone, with stuff like, “IF THEY’RE UNDER 24 THEN THEY’RE SUPPOSED TO BRING THEIR PARENTS!!!!!!”
At this point I’m starting to wonder how much of this information form I really want this place to have. I went ahead and filled it all out because I wanted to be as cooperative as possible. Julie comes back with Debbie and I have to explain that, despite my parents absence, I pay for most of my education without student loans or financial aid because I work in good, computer related, positions all year long.
Finally I convince them that I could feasibly pay for the whole thing myself if I wanted to and my parents’ opinions aren’t a huge factor in this decision. So before I’ve even seen what their facilities are Julie takes me into her office and explains that they have 4 Pro Tools classes and that they’re $2,000 each, presumably in an attempt to scare me off by the price tag. I guess they figure no person could *actually* pay for their education without going into debt…. I don’t flinch, so she goes ahead and tells me how this could be accomplished in a year’s time by taking night classes. $8,000 later I could have knowledge in Pro Tools! What a deal! (sarcasm)
Finally, I get a tour of the facilities. Their first little “studio” was pretty much just a pro tools console behind a glass window. The second studio was mildly impressive with a pro tools console, a main tracking room, and an isolation room. Nothing very elaborate. I did get to talk to one of the professors, who seemed knowledgeable, and he was unable to list any major accomplishments or job placements their graduates had found. Not too encouraging…
Overall, my first impression of the School of Communication Arts in Raleigh was not a good one at all. The impression I received was that they pretty much just wanted my money. With their insane tuition I guess they assume that everyone has to be able to get financial aid or student loans, and since my parents were absent, Julie didn’t see any reason to actually treat me with courtesy or respect.
Well, School of Communication Arts, I shall not be calling you back. And if you call me, I’m going to either chew out the person on the phone, or immediately hang up. I would much rather use my money to a place that actually cares about me and not just how much money I can give them. “Digital Circus” is a great name for this school because its a joke.
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