I’ve been doing a lot of work in Garage Band lately and I’m really getting a sense of how much of what makes a song sound good is in the hands of the producer. (I already understood this general point, but lately I’m tipping even more of the magic of music into the producer’s corner.) The subtleties of fading out a note, the drama of raising the overall volume at the correct moment – these are all things a producer (or mixer) does.
It strikes me as very unfair. The whole point of becoming a musician is, of course, to snort coke and drink absinthe and have sex with underaged girls. Yet the men who really make the music work – the producers – are deprived these deserved pleasures.
Where is the justice?