The Los Angeles Recording School is located on Sunset Boulevard, in Hollywood, California. The school provides hands-on and curriculum training in professional music recording, audio engineering, and audio production techniques. LARS is a branch of The Los Angeles Film School and offers a one year, "hands on", certificate program, an eighteen month extended Associate of Science degree program, or Accelerated twelve month Associate of Science degree program.
In recent months, the Los Angeles Recording School has come under controversy as they are being sued by former students due to misrepresenting accreditation status, misleading program hours, and inaccurate job placement statistics. They are currently under accreditation probation by the India-based ACCET and are under a 2-year renewal basis.
LARS is a private, for-profit college geared toward the entertainment industry.
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