Me and knowing very well my headphones...
...I was too pretentious ! My remastering seems to have turned into the invention of a sound canon !
The pumping basses blew every cable out of the mixing table and the sharp 's' of the singer has cut a hole in the window.
All of it because I refuse to take away that last funny cussing yell I added the other night, crossing the 3 minutes line with 200 milliseconds !
So tomg got pissed off... Maybe we should give him a prize.
We still have that free foot voyage to the North Pole to give away...
Cheers,
Max... .. .
PS : tomg, don't forget, before you leave the café, to tell the bartender the size of the boot you got (and mention if it's left or right
