#loudness war

[miyomusical]

La Guerra del loudness

La expresión guerra del volumen (del inglés loudness war) se refiere a la tendencia de la industria musical a grabar, producir y emitir música elevando progresivamente el volumen todos los años creando un sonido que destaca sobre los de años anteriores.

Este fenómeno puede ser observado en muchas áreas de la industria musical, particularmente en la radiodifusión y discos lanzados en CD y DVD. En el caso de los CD, se deriva del deseo de los productores y artistas de crear CD que suenen lo más fuerte posible compitiendo con otros artistas o discográficas. Sin embargo, como la amplitud máxima de un CD llega hasta un nivel establecido, el volumen general sólo puede ser incrementado reduciendo el rango dinámico. Esto se hace incrementando el volumen de las partes bajas, mientras que los picos más altos son destruidos o severamente disminuidos. En ciertos casos extremos de compresión se introduce distorsión o recorte de la forma de la onda de la grabación.

VOLUMEN

Si un CD es reproducido por una estación de radio, ésta aplicará su propio procesamiento a la señal, que reduce aún más el rango dinámico del material transmitido para acercarse aún más a niveles de amplitud absoluta, independientemente de la grabación original.​

Los detractores han pedido inmediatos cambios en la industria musical con respecto al volumen. En agosto de 2006, el vicepresidente de A&R de One Heaven Music, una división de Sony Music Company, en una carta abierta criticando la guerra del volumen, dijo que los ingenieros encargados de la masterización estaban siendo obligados en contra de su voluntad a sacar discos con volúmenes más altos para captar la atención de la industria. Los fans les están pidiendo a sus bandas que relancen sus discos con menos distorsión. ​ Esto indica un descontento general con esta práctica y un llamado a poner fin a la guerra.

Muchas bandas han hecho sus registros más fuertes en contra de su voluntad. Varias organizaciones se han fundado para poner la decisión de vuelta en las manos de las bandas. La organización sin ánimo de lucro Turn Me Up! también fomenta la compra de álbumes con volúmenes más bajos colocando el sticker de "Turn Me Up!" en los álbumes con mayor rango dinámico.​

Expertos del audio, como un investigador en la House Ear Institute de Los Ángeles, también están preocupados porque el volumen de los nuevos álbumes podrían dañar el oído de los oyentes, en especial de los niños.

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[kolega8]

[grey-viridian]

Little good things in big bad times

[gruebelbach]

[:de]Mixes und Masters gefixt 🎛 #Mixing #Mastering #KI [:en]Mixes and masters fixed 🎛 #mixing #mastering #AI [:]

[:de] Vor ein paar Monaten hatte ich schonmal auf remasterte 🍞 BROTESTSONGS hingewiesen. Doch ich hatte mich immer noch etwas getäuscht. Die Arbeit zwischen Musiker und Ton-Mixer zu trennen, ist eigentlich der professionelle Standard – und auch nochmal die Aufteilung zwischen Mixer und Mastering-Ingenieur. Der Ton ist eine eigenwillige Welle, und bis ich mich ab 2016 verstärkt mit Musik-Aufnahme…

[anherosixtynine]

I'm winning I swear

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Flower Empowered.

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[balamist]

to me Obi-Wan and Anakin are like that guy holding another guy on a leash meme except the leash is Anakin's padawan braid

[hatedbyiife]

So this is what Paris felt like

[nibeul]

asuro

[id: it’s a drawing of a human Jedi Knight oc. He has brown skin and dark brown hair which is done in two braids that are wrapped in muted brown cloth. He wears black robes which has its sleeves tied up by a brown tasuki and brown arm guards. On his left arm, the guard is partially covered by lighter brown fabric. He holds his left hand in a fist at his side while the other hand is holding onto his lightsaber. /end id]

[kollvox]

Been watching some more Beast Wars

[andromeddog]

🫨

[bogleech]

Allegedly the weapon that most rendered knight armor obsolete was the cannon and I don't know if that's true but if it is then there had to have first been a few battles in which some meaningful percentage of knights were getting obliterated by cannonballs and I just wish I'd been there to hear what it sounded like

[frostbitebakery]

LOUD.

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“You’ve got something there,” Quin says, gesturing vaguely at his own shoulder.

“I’m aware,” Obi-Wan signs. “It’s some sort of monkey lizard fungus.”

The monkey lizard fungus giggles into his shoulder.

Quin nods grimly. “I heard the only cure is to placate it with sweets and hope for the best.”

Anakin precariously leans over, heels accidentally digging into still bruised ribs.

Obi-Wan bites his lips behind the collar but of course Quin immediately detects his movements turning stiff.

Quin holds out an arm, flexing his bicep with wiggling eyebrows. It has the desired effect and Anakin jumps from Obi-Wan, swinging around the elbow before hooking his knees over Quin’s arm.

“He’s heavier than he looks,” Quin strains out.

They walk to one of the mess halls that’s open around the clock and mainly offers food and beverages to those clinging with teeth to their sanity during exam season.

One of the cramming Padawans looks up from their dozen holo books displaying graphs, and squints at them. “Master Vos, there’s something growing out of your arm?”

“Monkey lizard fungus,” Obi-Wan signs, hiding a smile behind his collar at the Padawan nodding to themselves as if that makes perfect sense.

“What’s with them?” Anakin asks, looking at the sleep deprived tableau and hoisting himself up and swinging one leg over Quin’s shoulder.

“This is your future,” Quin says gravely and Obi-Wan is catapulted to melting stone fire Darkness “You were supposed to be my Master!” yellow familiar eyes from a smoking alive corpse and the grief is ripping him apart “—see once you take your first assignments. The only places you’ll be is either here or the Archives.”

It’s been years since he last had a vision. It’s staggering, his heart thumping in his chest like a clock ticking down the inevitable countdown. But it’s not.

He looks over to Anakin who’s already watching back with wide eyes, the fear in his hands gripping onto Quinlan. “I won’t let it come to that,” he promises, fingers thudding together heavily but he’s still shaking off the vision and Anakin’s fear is a taste in the air by now. He can’t not make promises he only hopes he can keep.

Quinlan is silent during their exchange, gloved hands keeping hold of Anakin. The calculating look in his eyes a guarantee Obi-Wan is going to get cornered later.

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“Do you like Depa being your Master?”

Let it be said, paranoia is a common infliction amongst Shadows.

“Obi-Wan,” Anakin sighs, voice breaking with puberty and annoyance. “Depa is wizard. She’s amazing even though she’s signed me up to all these classes.”

Obi-Wan looks over all the models, plans, and concepts with added calculations. There’s a data pad displaying language modules and another proclaiming the joys of agriculture. “It’s almost all in the engineering field,” he signs.

“Which makes her so wizard. You’d never have me taking up gardening though,” Anakin adds sullenly.

Don’t yearn for things I cannot give you, Obi-Wan has thought a lot in the past few years as the Galaxy seems to slowly steep in Darkness.

“Knowing what can poison you is important,” he signs, feeling restless and helpless. The mission he’s finished two cycles ago may still reside in his bones.

“I’ll just bite back,” Anakin says, tongue sticking out as he connects wires to ports. He presses a button and the thing he’s been tinkering with since before Obi-Wan left starts to purr smoothly. “Now she can even juice cocadooms,” he says, satisfaction purring just as smoothly in his voice.

“Well done.”

“I know,” Anakin responds airily and swivels around to face Obi-Wan fully. “You’re lurking in the shadows again so let’s get this tradition over with: Depa is an awesome Master and maybe I sometimes wish you’d have chosen me but,” he adds loudly when Obi-Wan lifts his hands to protest, “I also sometimes daydream Master Tiin had chosen me because he’s got his own modded Delta-7.”

The paranoia settles down as Anakin waxes over how wicked the new wing box skins and sensor fusions are, no, truly, you should see them, Obi-Wan!

[leafdoodles]

Let’s pretend it’s still May 4th and it was a rebel pilot uniform all along

[anpanman95]

I cannot begin to explain what this tiny little action provoked within me