He then used a MIDI to add sound, to tell golfers what the swing was doing.

It’s obvious that the New York Times’ sense of social obligation blurs a bit about golf. Human beings, transformed into golfers, are a terrifying sight. Making them musical, deliberately, adds a few levels.

Imagine golfing orchestras, roaming the greens, a feu de joie of projectiles, with soundtrack.

Golfers using the equipment are supposed to wear headsets, but the guy who’s researching doesn’t, and coaches would probably want to hear what the thing has to say about their pupil’s swings.

The possible developments are frightening.

Tiger Woods in West Side Story?

Pavarotti the Golf Pro?

Mozart’s Putting Concerto?

The Tenth Hole Bunker Allegro?

Digital Slice Tuners?

Just to add a bit of angst, faster swings mean louder sound from the MIDI. If the swing is off, a “wail” is emitted.

So you can not only play golf, you can attract wolves. Or day care centers.