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Personal July 2024

Someone Else's Record

Every file that arrives in my inbox is the end of something. Months, sometimes years. A decision made at two in the morning that felt right at the time. A version that was scrapped and rebuilt. An argument with a collaborator that got resolved, or didn't. Somewhere in the audio, if you listen long enough, you can feel the shape of all of it, even if you can't name any of the specific moments that made it.

I am the last person who touches a record before it goes out into the world. That is not a neutral position. It carries a particular kind of weight that doesn't get talked about much, not because it's secret, but because it's difficult to explain to someone who hasn't felt it. The closest I can get is this: I'm not working on a file. I'm working on something that belongs to someone who made it with everything they had, and who is now trusting me not to make it less than that.

This is why I listen before I touch anything. Not to evaluate. Not to form a plan. Just to hear it the way the artist might have heard it the first time it played back correctly, with some version of their relief, their pride, their anxiety still baked into the listening. That hour of just sitting with the record costs nothing in terms of time and changes everything in terms of what I do next.

People sometimes ask whether I get attached to the music I work on. The honest answer is yes, and I think that's the point. If I'm not moved by it, I'm the wrong person for it. Mastering from a position of indifference is just processing. There's plenty of software that does that. What I'm trying to do is something different: bring a second set of ears that cares as much as the first set did, but from the outside, without the history, without the fatigue, without the months of decisions clouding what the track actually is right now.

What I want, when the job is finished, is for the artist to feel that I heard them. Not that I improved them. Not that I corrected them. That I understood what they were trying to say, and helped them say it a little more clearly. That's all. That's the whole job.

© Frank at Full Scale Mastering