In Response to Amanda Palmer

By now, most musicians have heard that Amanda Palmer has gotten into some hot water over her refusal to pay string and horn players on her current tour. She has instead asked “professional-ish” musicians to volunteer and join her for free on each stop of her tour.

To be fair to Ms. Palmer, I have to admit that I am a big fan of volunteerism. I volunteer for public radio stations like WNYC and WFMU, and I volunteer for an alternative arts venue called Vaudeville Park. I even run a volunteer music production magazine called Trust Me, I’m a Scientist.

But there’s a meaningful distinction at play here: These are not-for-profit entities, while Ms. Palmer’s tour is a for-profit expedition — And a cash-rich one at that.

On top of her $1.2M Kickstarter campaign (which was a full $1M more than budgeted for) Ms. Palmer’s CDs and downloads have been selling briskly. So have her concert tickets at $30 and $60 a pop.

I’ll be the first to admit that there are certainly times when volunteerism is noble. Many of us should do more of it. But where does volunteerism end and exploitation begin?

Is it noble to volunteer for a cash-rich for-profit enterprise? And what about when taking the gig means that you’re taking food from the mouths of people whose day job it is to play these kinds of high-pressure, high-profile concerts and ensure that the audience won’t be let down?

Is it noble to devalue the role of musicians by suggesting that their years of training and their tens of thousands of hours of practice is worth little more than a beer and a high-five?

Is it noble to support musicians only with “exposure”? Exposure for what? So that they might be selected to play the next cash-rich tour for free as well? Or are we talking about the kind of “exposure” that musicians will be subject to when they can’t pay their rent?

Let’s not make false equivalencies in this debate. It’s important to remember that we’re not talking about a friend of Ms. Palmer’s jumping up on stage to play a guitar solo or sing backup on a song. Rather, we’re talking about working or aspiring musicians who are expected to send in an audition tape, learn the material in advance, arrive punctually for a high-pressure rehearsal, and then arrive punctually again for a high-profile performance in which they will be an essential part of the emotional and aesthetic impact of many of the songs.

This kind of work deserves compensation — even if its just a token sum from an artist who cannot afford to pay a more traditional rate.

But at this point, it’s worth remembering that Ms. Palmer can afford it. Remember her $1.2 Million, which was a full $1 Million above her budgeted goal? And do you remember all the Amazon downloads and ticket sales in the past two days alone? She’s shot up near to the top of Amazon’s charts, and that’s taking all of her Kickstarter pre-sales out of the equation.

The way Palmer is playing her cards here, it’s hard for even a well-wisher like myself not to be convinced that she is falling deep into hypocrisy.

Palmer is paying her promotional team and her management team handsomely, but not the musicians? In doing this, she is becoming the very thing that she has told us she is railing against.

If a concert stands to make no money at all, or if it does stand to make money but the proceeds are meant to go to a humanitarian cause, then playing for free can be a very noble thing to do. But it’s important to remember that Amanda Palmer is not a charity. She is now running a significant for-profit entertainment business. And she’s doing a very savvy job of it. Other entertainment entrepreneurs would be well-advised to learn a lot from her. But not this.

When I did sound for Ms. Palmer’s Kickstarter party, I was paid, and deservedly so. It was hard work with long hours. I accepted the gig, even though I knew the pay was far lower than it should have been. I did this because I believed that she was trying to do an interesting thing, and because I was told she had a “DIY” budget (Although in the end, that term turned out to be a little misleading.)

But I was paid. I’m an audio engineer, and a pretty good one. But compared to a good musician, I’m practically a leech. It’s the musicians who make my job possible. And even more than that, it’s the musicians who make my whole life possible. Without them, I would be lost emotionally as much as I would be lost professionally. If I’m worth my keep, then so is a reliable, capable and spirited violinist, cellist or trombone player.

So, Amanda Palmer: Compensate your musicians like you compensate your publicity team, and your managers, and your tech people, and your accountants. The musicians are the ones who are doing the most important work of all. The rest of us are just in the “support” business.

I’ve heard you do a lot of talking up until now, and I’ve worked hard to be supportive of you in the past. I’ve even written articles about your work that have been read by many tens of thousands of musicians across the globe. But now is the time to put your money where your mouth is.

Do what’s right.

 

A final note:

Currently, the counter-argument from Palmer and her fans has been that if the musicians know what they’re getting themselves into — then hey — no harm, no foul, right?

Well, not exactly. Indentured servants and sharecroppers and sub-minimum wage workers and poor families signing on to sub-prime mortgages all tended to “know what they were getting themselves into.” These are all complicit arrangements. But that doesn’t make them right.

It has taken hard work to end these abuses, and that hard work has paid off, bringing us things we take for granted, like the weekend, the minimum wage, the 40-hour workweek, and until they were repealed, financial regulations that were pretty darn good at preventing catastrophic financial collapses like the one we’ve just been through. Hard work and advocacy ended the kinds of devastating factory fires that killed hundreds of young girls, who were often about the same age as many of Ms. Palmer’s fans.

Whenever we fail to properly compensate and care for working people, we’re on a very slippery slope. I don’t say this to be sensational. I say it to be accurate.

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September Issue of Scientist Out Now

Hello fellow Scientists of Sound! In observance of Labor Day, we released the new September issue of Trust Me, I’m A Scientist on Tuesday this week. If you haven’t already, please have a read of the critically acclaimed “music magazine for people who make music.”

In This Issue:
  • Have you ever found yourself mired in the middle of a high-stakes recording project, only to wonder if you were doing things all wrong? Get a 12-step strategy for making better, freer recordings: “In Defense of Pre-Production.”
  • Join Blake Madden in evaluating whether or not Bandcamp works for independent musicians (Spoiler Alert: he says “Yes.”)
  • Alex McKenzie presents the importance of Myth in Music, and looks at what effect today’s charts will have on tomorrow’s artists.
  • Plus: A whole lot more.
Thanks and enjoy,
Justin

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August Issue of TMimaS

As always, a new issue of Scientist came out on the first Monday of this month. Check it out if you haven’t already!

In This Issue You Can:

  • Join Blake Madden in his tribute to on-stage “Hype Men,” the music industry’s towel-waving cheerleaders who make you say “um… yeah?
  • Plus: A whole lot more.
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June Updates – Mixing, Podcasts, News Articles

Since I do so much writing to pay my rent, maybe it’s unsurprising that I often neglect my own personal blog. Unlike with my professional work, I give myself no deadlines here, so that the fact anything shows up here at all is something of a miracle.

Fortunately, it’s been busy month, and there’s plenty to report. In the past week alone, Vaudeville Park got it’s first mention in The New Yorker, and the lil’ lady, Maria Johnson, got her photo in The New York Times, playing a Shostakovich opera at The Bronx Zoo.

I’ve also got myself a new computer am now running Avid’s Pro Tools 10 on a blazing-fast quad core MacBook Pro. Since all of my neighbors in the new building work normal-people hours, it’s given me the opportunity to work at home on smaller-budget mixes that I would have turned down in the past. I’m doing some pretty affordable per-song rates, so if you have any projects of your own in need of mixing, reach out anytime.

I’ve always been knee-deep in plugin authorizations, but now it’s becoming ridiculous. I probably have more software at my fingertips than I’d ever have a reason to use if it wasn’t for the fact that it’s part of my job to mess around with and report on new tools.

A few developers have been banging down the door to get their software reviewed in SonicScoop and Scientist, and I’ve also reached out to a few designers who have been working on some fascinating new technologies that I’ve been curious to try. Look for many more new plugin reviews soon.

I’m currently mixing an album for the Sephardic indie rock band DeLeon. If you like your indie rock dark, sexy, and based on centuries-old dead languages, this is the band for you.

Seriously though, they’re awesome. I mixed their 1st record. Peter Katis [who’s worked with The National, Interpol, Frightened Rabbit and Jonsi of Sigur Ros] mixed their 2nd one. Now they’re on to their 3rd record, and I get to mix once again.

I’ve also been signed on to produce the new InputOutput podcast series for SonicScoop. We just released an episode that consists of an in-depth review of Pro Tools 10. The next one coming is based around a fascinating interview with producer/engineer Kevin Killen [U2, Kate Bush, Peter Gabriel, Elvis Costello].

Also: Bear in mind that you have just a few more days left to read the June issue of Trust Me, I’m A Scientist. Our 1-year anniversary issue will be out on Monday. In case you haven’t checked it out yet, in the current June issue, you can:

  • Find out how much audio engineers are earning (and where) in Industry Intel.
  • Hear from 3 excellent self-recording musicians to discover why they go it alone and what they’ve learned in the process. Then, hear from 2 of the most compelling artists to join Luaka Bop since Os Mutantes.
  • Plus: A whole lot more.

Thanks and enjoy,

-Justin

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Only One More Week to Read the May Issue of TMimaS

The June issue of Trust Me, I’m A Scientist launches one week from today. That means this is your last chance to visit the site and check out the May issue if you haven’t done so already.

In this issue you can:

  • Go Behind The Release of Lost in the Trees’ A Church That Suits Our Needs with composer Ari Picker and mixer Rob Schnapf [Beck, Elliot Smith, Booker T. Jones]
  • Plus: A whole lot more.
Please enjoy, and if you’re able, help spread the word by joining us on Twitter, Facebook and RSS.
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What do Producers and Conductors Have in Common?

A few days go, the New York Times published a short video about conducting. In it, the New York Philharmonic’s Alan Gilbert plays guinea pig for a suite of motion-capture cameras that analyze his movements as he discusses the methods and goals of a conductor.

Of all Gilbert’s commentary, one remark near the end is surprisingly appropriate for those of us who spend our days in the studio:

One of the ways to make your sound better is to make it really obvious that you’re really listening and that it really matters to you what it sounds like. That’s not actually conducting. It’s kind of embodying or representing a kind of aspiration, if you will, and it’s uncanny how that actually can make a difference.

As soon as it’s apparent that your ears are open and that you’re interested and you’re following the contour of the sound, then that very contour is affected by that.

This reminded me of an interview with producer/engineer John Goodmanson [Blonde Redhead, Sleater Kinney, Wu-Tang Clan] in which he described one of his most important studio roles as being a kind of “cheerleader” for the band as they play.

All the best producers seem to realize this. For them, making artists feel heard and attended to is critical in helping them elevate their performances.

This goes beyond having a lava lamp at the ready, or making sure everyone has coffee and tea and appropriate breaks. It means being — just like a conductor — demanding and supportive at once.  It means giving the artists something to “aspire” to as Gilbert puts it, and it means reinforcing their faith that they can live up to those aspirations.

A producer is not a conductor, but all the great ones I’ve watched are clear and present participants in the session. They don’t take center stage, micro-manage players, or direct the take; But like a good conductor, they listen deeply and help reflect and amplify the energy of the performance. In doing so, they act as an energizing and reassuring presence in the room. Like Gilbert suggests, this can be far more important than waving a baton.

I know that I’ve danced in-place during takes, just like Gilbert does as he conducts Stravinsky’s  “Soldier’s Tale”. I’ve dimmed lights and nodded gently for long stretches, and I’ve jumped around the board, adjusting headphone mixes in real-time to help the musicians create better balances and play with a more natural touch.

Whether their approach is energetic or subdued, all producers have their own ways of making their unflagging interest in the music clear. A friend who had the good fortune of assisting Nigel Godrich [Radiohead, Beck, Air] compared that producer’s simple, efficient gestures and relaxed displays of engagement to a series of “Jedi Mind Tricks” that made the band play better.

If you also begin to take the license to truly listen and participate in your sessions when you’re at the helm — to always be there, deeply and apparently — you’ll be in good company. And so will the musicians. That’s the important part.

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April Issue of Scientist is Out Now

This Monday, we released the new April issue of Trust Me, I’m A Scientist – The music magazine for people who make music.

In This Issue You Will:

  • Travel the universe with Neil Young and Stephen Hawking in a time machine made out of a rust-colored pickup truck. Then, take our audio poll in Do We Need High-Definition Sound?
  • Plus: A whole lot more.

Every time you share one of our stories though email or social media, you help our audience grow, increase the world’s understanding of audio, and generally look like an attractive, well-groomed smarty-pants.

Please join us on Twitter, Facebook or RSS today, and help spread the science around.

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You Don’t Have to Read Every Article in the New Yorker (Or Anywhere Else)

I Never Talk to Strangers

Earlier this week, I had a chance meeting with an editor from The New Yorker while riding on the subway. I was engrossed in my copy of that magazine, and she was sitting inches to my right, scribbling out notes in brisk flurries of red ink.

She’d look up from her papers in distraction now and then.  It was evening and well after dinner time, even for New York City people. She had the look of someone who’d been working continuously since morning, and who could keep on going if she had to.

Ultimately, the editor decided to turn and say hello. She was just past middle age, friendly, with a kind of uncompromising energy that made her seem younger. Most of all, she was just excited to see someone reading the magazine — especially, she said — someone my age.

I was surprised to hear that. Bear in mind this comes from person who works at a publication which is read by over one million subscribers and earns enough revenue to retain a staff of more than 30 editors — All by publishing some of the best long-form journalism in the known universe.

I’ll admit I felt a bit of pride in my ability to play it (relatively) cool and exert some control over the endless supply of nerdy questions on process, workflow and esoteric punctuation choices that swarmed into my head . But more significantly, our conversation reminded me of a few easily neglected facts:

First, that we all enjoy reminders that real people care about what we’re doing.

Second, that New Yorkers are amazing people, and you never know when and where you’ll form lasting new relationships.

And third: That you don’t have to read every single article in the New Yorker for it to be worthwhile. I’ve been meaning to write about that for weeks.

How to Read a Magazine Without Really Trying

Complaining about falling behind on The New Yorker is a favorite pastime for many subscribers. For some, it becomes a strange and significant source of guilt.

I know several long-time fans of the magazine who let their subscriptions lapse now and then, citing how difficult it can be to keep up with 46 issues a year.

To them, it can be too much of a good thing, and they come to feel like the Sorcerer’s Apprentice. New covers multiply in their mail piles, carrying bucket-loads of beautifully-written journalism, painstakingly edited and spun into gratifying story-arcs. The magazines overflow in their foyers and spill out onto the floor.

Somehow, I’ve managed to avoid feeling too guilty when I fall behind.

There are weeks when I’m able to read the New Yorker cover to cover, and I’m a happy person for it. But there are also times when I’ll skip an entire issue or two, barely finding a moment to skim through the cartoons.

Even on the weeks when I can only find time for a single story, it’s still worth every penny. I figure that even if you were to pay the full cover price of $5.99, the magazine is still about half the cost of a pack of cigarettes in New York City. And as a former smoker, I can tell you that any story in there is more satisfying than a cigarette ever was.

If anything, an article in the New Yorker is more like a pipe or a cigar. It’s consumed, not with the fidgety and neurotic posture of an insatiable itch-scratcher, but with the deliberate focus of a Tibetan monk. And unlike smoke, these are stories that last. Reading Ian Fraizer’s article on bankrupt cookie factories left me imbued with scents and memories that will never wash out of my clothes. I’m glad I didn’t miss it, but I’m still able to rest easy — even though I’m certain I’ve missed countless stories that are just as good.

Don’t think that this slimy “self-forgiveness” strategy for coping with information overload is something unique to the internet age. Back in 1923, Claude Hopkins touched on the very same ideas in Scientific Advertising, a guidebook about as thin (and as essential to its field) as Strunk and White’s Elements of Style. He writes:

The average person worth cultivating has too much to read. They skip thee-fourths of the reading matter which they pay to get.

People will not be bored in print. They may listen politely at a dinner table to boasts and personalities, life histories, etc. But in print they choose their own companions, their own subjects.

They want to be amused or benefited. They want economy, beauty, labor saving, good things to eat and wear…

Nobody reads a whole newspaper. One is interested in financial news, one in political, one in society, one in cookery, one in sports, etc. There are whole pages in any newspaper which we ever scan at all. Yet other people may turn directly to those pages.

Some critics, in their general ambivalence about the web, have worried that a day will come when we each have our own version of the daily newspaper. Hopkins reminds us that we always have.

On the weeks that I do get to read the entire New Yorker, I set aside time to swallow whole articles I never thought I’d have an interest in.

I’m sure I come out better for having done it. But the reality remains that, although reading outside our interests is admirable, romantic, gutsy, and can even be life-altering, it’s also not a thing people expect you to do every day.

In those ways, it’s just like making friends with a stranger on the evening train.

 

(Third-party auditors shows that the average subscriber to the New Yorker spends 81 minutes each week reading the magazine, and like me, still resubscribes year after year.

In the end, I figure it’s a good thing we don’t all know the same stories, anyway. If we did, what would there be to talk about when we finally met?)

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March Issue of TMimaS Is Out Now

Yesterday was the first Monday of the month, which means we released the March issue of Trust Me, I’m A Scientist,  “The music magazine for people who make music.”

In The March Issue, You’ll Find:

  • The real story behind “Mastered for iTunes“, complete with tips from some of top mastering engineers in the world.
  • Plus: A whole lot more.

Once you’re there, please feel free to sign up for our once-monthly email newsletter. If you prefer, you can also get your monthly dose of Science on Twitter, Facebook, or RSS.

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Can You Hear the Difference? (The Story of My First Stereo)

While doing research for an article today, I stumbled across a listening test on MP3orNot.com.

MP3orNot.com is a website that allows you to quiz yourself with a blind ABX test which compares fairly high-resolution 320kbps MP3 files against the older, 128kbps standard.

I hope it doesn’t come across as bragging when I say that I scored 100% on my first pass through all the sound samples.

I promise that I don’t mention this just to dazzle you with my bat-like hearing. (Trust me, I have the bat-like eyesight to match.) I bring it up to make two specific points:

1) There are people out there who can reliably tell certain file-types apart by ear, even when the general population isn’t able to do so, and

2) Even to many of us, the differences aren’t always that big of a deal.

As someone who does routinely does better than the average on these kinds of tests, I’ll be the first to admit that there are a lot of things that are much more important. As long as the song and the production are great, I would probably be happy with either one of the file-types from “MP3 or Not” test if it was my only option.

(For what it’s worth, the 128bps MP3 files they used sounded much better than the 128kbps codecs that were available in the days of Napster and 1st Gen iPods.)

Don’t get me wrong: I’m glad that file-resolution standards are continuing to go up, and I think it would be pretty neat if 24-bit audio files eventually become the norm for all listeners in the future. But in the meantime, I’m happy to keep on listening to great music anyway I can.

For my own portable listening, I tend to encode records as 256 or 320kbps variable-bit AAC files. These files take up about 1/5th of the space of CD-quality AIFF files, and although I’ve never been in a double-blind test with these, I wouldn’t be surprised if I was unable to tell them apart from CDs consistently.

The truth is, that for all the bashing that “lossy” audio codecs get in some corners, I can tell you that files like these are infinitely more faithful to the original masters than my first stereo ever was. The same may be true for many of today’s listeners.

I could never afford a fancy system growing up, so as a teenager my first stereo was a beaten-up, hand-me-down cassette boombox. It played tapes just slowly enough that every record came out almost a quarter-tone flat. It wasn’t so bad that most people would notice, but enough that I’d have to slacken my guitar strings ever-so-slightly to teach myself  songs.

When I was 13 years old, I went through a period that lasted months where I listened to Nirvana’s Bleach on it everyday everyday after school. A little while later I did the same thing with Daydream Nation, Paranoid, Rain Dogs and Mellow Gold. I loved every minute of it, and those records, being great, still sounded great on it.

Eventually, I saved up enough money from a summer job scooping ice cream to buy a better stereo. It played CDs as well as my gathering backlog of cassettes, and although imperfect, sounded significantly bigger and more immersive than my old boombox.

That was nice too. But what was best, was always the music.

 

(Go ahead and try it out: Quiz yourself at MP3orNot.com. Then, write in and let me know: How’d you do? Do you think the differences were a big deal? Will this change the way you listen to music or reinforce what you already do?)

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