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As Seen in the Boston Globe......... 11/8/2001 |
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Sound judgment Music stars find a master's touch in Maine By Joan Anderman, Globe Staff, 11/8/2001
Ludwig guides the sleek cube past walls filled top to bottom with
framed works of art that all look strangely alike, until you take a
closer look and discover that there is writing in the center of each
shiny gold and platinum disc. The words are different in each one.
Joshua Tree. Like a Virgin. In Utero. Born in the U.S.A.
As in U2, Madonna, Nirvana, and Bruce Springsteen - all of whom made
Ludwig's studio, Gateway Mastering, the last stop before sending their
albums off to be pressed and shipped to record stores. They were
dazzled, of course, by the custom Neumann console, the Genex Magnito-optical
recorder, and Mark Levinson Cello Performance Mark 2 amplifiers. They
marveled at the acoustic perfection of the floating studio, where
speakers rest on concrete pedestals that extend down into bedrock
beneath the building.
But they came, along with most everyone else in the recording
industry, for Ludwig's ears.
''He comes up with these little increments of sound adjustment that
just open up the music in the most amazing ways,'' says Springsteen's
co-producer and manager, Jon Landau. ''Bruce will describe what he needs
in the most nontechnical terms - `this is too harsh,' or `I don't mean
it that way' - and Bob will know how to translate that to a usable
result.''
Over a 35-year career, Ludwig has worked with everyone from Jimi
Hendrix and Philip Glass to Beck and Green Day. During one two-week
period last month, he mastered music for Dave Matthews, the Bee Gees,
Creed, Spiritualized, and Nine Inch Nails. A few days ago, Ludwig
received a call from Columbia Records. Could he do a rush job on the
Concert For New York City? A two-CD set, DVD, and Superaudio Surround
CD? Of course, he would find the time, probably in between Bonnie Raitt
and the Kronos Quartet.
Mastering is the crucial but little-known final step in the
record-making process, when the sound of the music is tweaked for the
last time before an album's release. A typical session lasts eight hours
and involves an extraordinary level of fine-tuning - one that requires
both creative and technical expertise. Ludwig is widely considered the
finest craftsman in the field. His job, Ludwig says, is a little bit
like fiddling with bass and treble controls on your home stereo - except
master engineers have access to any frequency imaginable, limitless band
width, and compressors that will constrict or enhance the music's range
to suit the sensibilities of industrial headbangers and classical
conductors alike.
Pressed for the ultimate layperson's description of his job, Ludwig
explains that ''the raw tape comes from the studio and in my head I hear
what needs to be improved. I know what knobs to move to make it sound
the way I hear it in my head, to make it as musical as possible.''
Sometimes an artist's studio tapes arrive in great shape - Elvis
Costello's, for instance, as well as recent Eric Clapton and Destiny's
Child albums have all shown up, Ludwig says, sounding nearly perfect.
Ludwig's task might amount to removing tongue clicks and vocal hiss.
Other discs call for more drastic measures. On Nirvana's 1996 live
release ''From the Muddy Banks of the Wishkah,'' Kurt Cobain loosed a
scream so bloodcurdling on one song that the engineer recording the
concert dropped the volume level mid-scream. When the tapes reached
Ludwig, he broke the vocal down into tiny pieces, and reconstructed the
second half of the scream so it matched the force of the first.
Several times Ludwig has asked to have his name removed from the
credits of a record. He won't name names. In fact, the entire staff of
Gateway is instructed in the critical art of protecting clients'
privacy. Under no circumstances is information about which artist is in
town, or when a famous band is expected, to become public.
Sometimes word does leak out, such as the time Springsteen decided to
pump iron in a local health club, which happened to be next to a major
radio station. Lou Reed and Laurie Anderson feel no compunction about
strolling through the city when they're in town. And Tori Amos fans have
an uncanny knack for locating their hero, who cheerfully greeted
admirers gathered on the sidewalk in front of Gateway, a nondescript
brick storefront situated under a parking garage.
At 56, Ludwig is a soft-spoken man with a quick grin that belies his
passion and focus. He chats about cyclical redundancy and filter
anomalies the way most people might remark on the weather, and raves
about John Cage and Tool in the same breath. It's not surprising to
learn that Ludwig used to play trumpet with the Utica Symphony
Orchestra, and that as an 8-year-old child he was so fascinated with his
first tape recorder he used to make recordings of whatever was on the
radio in South Salem, N.Y.
In 1968, as a master's student in the recording department at the
Eastman School of Music at Rochester University, Ludwig attended a
workshop taught by the rock producer Phil Ramone. At the end of the
session Ramone offered Ludwig a job as an apprentice engineer at
A&R, his New York studio, A stint at Sterling Sound recording studio
led to a position at world-famous Masterdisk, where Ludwig worked for 17
years.
In 1993, he decided to turn the dream of owning his own mastering
studio into reality. With an initial investment of $1.6 million, Ludwig
opened Gateway Mastering in Portland - the first time a major mastering
facility had been established outside the music business epicenters of
New York, Los Angeles, or Nashville. Now, Gateway does more than 200
sessions annually; the average fee for a session is about $5,000.
''It's really beautiful here, and my folks live 120 miles up the
coast,'' says Ludwig, who knew it was a gamble luring busy clients to a
small, out-of-the way city. Both he and the musicians, however, have
been pleasantly surprised, and not just by Portland's first-rate FedEx
service.
''A lot of these people are millionaires,'' says Ludwig of his
clients. ''They like good living, and they've found that Portland has
great hotels, spectacular restaurants, and is easily accessible by air.
They've also discovered that they can really concentrate here, rather
than being bothered by label people who want to come by to put their
stamp on a session.''
Ludwig's reputation followed him to Maine, and from the start Gateway
has had to turn down work - usually from first-time clients and
independent labels. All six rooms at Gateway, which has expanded in the
last couple of years to include DVD and Surround Sound services, are
generally booked six months in advance. To accommodate the overflow,
Ludwig recently opened up mastering room B, which is run by Adam Ayan
and Laurie Flanner, both of whom were trained by Ludwig.
Gateway's original staff of three has grown to 10, including Ludwig's
wife, Gail, who is the studio manager, and a handful of talented young
apprentices who cannot quite believe their good fortune at having landed
positions here. All of them had to pass Ludwig's job applicant's test,
which consists of a tape loaded with defects - some of them so subtle
they're discernible only to the most sensitive ears.
It is, after all, about the ears. All the technical wizardry in the
world would add up to so many tubes and knobs without the
extraordinarily human component Ludwig brings. He hears everything. But
he also listens.
When the Foo Fighters come to master an album at Gateway, his job is
to recreate the visceral thrill of a live concert for a fan listening on
a boombox in her bedroom. On another day, though, Ludwig will
painstakingly follow a George Crumb score bar to bar, mellowing out the
sound of one brittle-sounding violin. It's his innate sense of what
music should sound like, and who the musician wants to be, that sets
Ludwig apart.
''I think a good masterman can hear a raw tape and immediately have a
concept in their mind about what could be better about it,'' says
Ludwig. ''But I feel like my job is to enhance and contribute to the
artist's vision as much as I can. It's their record. I'll be doing
another record tomorrow.''
This story ran on page D1 of the Boston Globe on
11/8/2001.
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