Music post-production can be somewhat of a blessing and a curse at the same time. The conversation can veer from debating whether a live recording or the studio version are better, to artists sounding great on the album but being terrible live (cough cough Fergie cough) or the other way around, artists that you might have scoffed at blowing you away being stripped down to acoustics (looking at you, T-Pain).
Either way, there’s something to be said for the intimacy that music can bring when we break that plastic wrapping, and just seem to be listening to something “real”.
h hunt’s 2016 album “Playing Piano for Dad” is a one-off recording for the artist, wanting to showcase his talents to his jazz and piano-loving father. Harry (the name that hides behind the h) and a friend set up some microphones in a studio in Paris, and simply recorded him playing – missed keys, rustling pages, breathing, and all. These “imperfections” are what gives this record such a warm and comfortable feeling. It’s like we’re just sitting next to him, listening in to this private moment. The piano and the room become characters in the story, rather than just things.
Harry’s friend heard the recording and advocated for releasing it more broadly, which is what gives us the pleasure of being able to be part of the moment.
Coryphe 