Hey a,
Picture this: You're sitting in your studio at 2 AM, staring at a mix that's supposed to be tested at Berghain the next day.
Your hands are literally shaking as you hit export.
This was me in my early years in Berlin. And I was about to learn the most painful lesson of my career.
Let me back up for a second.
I'd been working as a mixing and mastering engineer in Berlin for about two years. Still hungry to prove myself, still trying to make a name in the scene.
I'd started working with Jonty Skrufff - an absolute wizard behind the decks and resident at the infamous Sisyphos club.
Since he was happy with our collaboration, he started referring me to his peers in the scene.
That's how I got connected with this incredible artist (who shall remain unnamed for privacy reasons). Big profile, serious career, the kind of client that could change everything for me.
Our first meeting went great. We dissected her references and talked through the vision.
She was excited to work together.
I was so ready to impress her with my mixing skills.
When her tracks arrived at my studio, I jumped right into the session, pulling off every mixing trick I could think of.
MS-processing on everything. Multiband compression. Dynamic EQs. Parallel chains. If there was a fancy technique, I used it.
I wanted to crush it and create a first version that would blow her mind.
Three days later, I sent her the mix and master.
She was going to test it that weekend at Berghain. Yes, THAT Berghain.
I'm checking my phone every ten minutes, waiting for her reaction.
When she finally calls, my heart drops into my stomach.
"It sounds... different," she says. "I don't know what you did, but I don't feel the track anymore."
My chest gets tight. My mind starts racing.
Maybe it's just demoitis? Artists fall in love with their rough mixes all the time, right?
"No problem," I tell her, trying to sound confident. "I'll send you another version in a few hours."
Two more revisions. Two more "it's still not right" responses.
Then comes the email that still makes me cringe:
"Philip, I appreciate your hard work, but I've decided to release my rough mixes instead."
I just sat there, staring at my screen.
How did I screw this up so badly?
For weeks, I couldn't shake it. I kept replaying every decision, every plugin choice, every EQ move.
Was I even cut out for this? Maybe I didn't know as much as I thought I did.
Then it hit me.
The rough mix was actually really good. It had life, energy, and character.
All I needed to do was enhance what was already working.
Instead, my ego took over. I wanted to prove how technical I was, how many tools I could use, how "professional" my approach was.
I completely lost sight of what the music actually needed.
That changed everything for me.
It has taught me to ask myself with every project: “How can I enhance the beauty of what’s already there?”
Not "How can I show off my skills?"
Not "What fancy technique should I try?"
Just: "What does this piece of music want from me?"
With that shift, I've worked on hundreds of projects since. Never again got that kind of feedback.
Here's the thing if you're mixing your own tracks:
Your music doesn't need you to prove how much you know.
It needs you to listen to what it's telling you.
That kick doesn't need three different compressors. It might just need a tiny boost at 120 Hz.
That lead synth doesn't need elaborate parallel processing. Perhaps you just need to adjust the fader to make it 2dB louder.
Your rough mix probably sounds better than you think. Don't destroy it trying to make it "professional."
Trust what's working. Enhance what's beautiful. Leave your ego at the door.
Your music matters. Let's make it count.
Philip
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