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Poetic License: Ode to Compressor

A sound from a source entered the air/I compressed said sound with a ratio fair./Then compressed again in a mix-down mode/And compressed again as I mixed the full load./It went to mastering and a CD was pressed./And guess what my friend? It got compressed./You’d think the journey would end there,/But guess again. Twas compressed on air./I must admit I find it strange/That music is minus dynamic range.

A sound from a source entered the air
I compressed said sound with a ratio fair.
Then compressed again in a mix-down mode
And compressed again as I mixed the full load.
It went to mastering and a CD was pressed.
And guess what my friend? It got compressed.
You’d think the journey would end there,
But guess again. Twas compressed on air.
I must admit I find it strange
That music is minus dynamic range.
Michael Golub is a 30-year recording engineer in New York City

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