The production, by chart-whisperer Butch Walker, polishes everything until it's in your face and gleaming: the apocalyptic strings of "The Phoenix," the louche bottom-feeding of "Where Did the Party Go," the Adele-aping intro of "Just One Yesterday."
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Believe it or not, Bibi had pondered the producer/artist relationship while listening to the cd. For Bibi, this partnership that results in enjoyable/salable/resume-building output is part of that whole creative process that fascinates the outsider (me). Given that Butch is so talented on his own, the process by which he works with FOB--Butch is not a focus or a player in and of the work, only a participant at a certain level--for the end product is so ineffably mysterious. Not something that easily lends itself to explication. Even if Bibi were present while it was going on, would she really understand how the generation of a finished record comes about? Combining the raw written lyrics, sounds of the instruments, the abilities and personalities of the artists, the way in which everything is put together and voila: a new album now exists? Just makes Butch seem so much cooler than ever.
One of the new staff members told me he and his friend were talking about the new FOB album (they really like it) including the more technical areas of who did what. Butch's name came up as the producer and the staff member thought, wait, isn't that the guy Bibi talks about? Bibi feels so satisfied with the level of fervor she puts into getting Butch's name and work out there for others when she hears stuff like this. It's what fans do--talk about the star, their abilities, talents, existence--but still, just made the day go that much better, hearing that Butch is known and appreciated by others.
Love ya, Butch!
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