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The Electric Recording Company Does My Favorite Things No Favors

More of the Music of John Coltrane

Reviews and Commentaries for the Music of John Coltrane

My Favorite Things happens to be one of our favorite Coltrane records, but we much prefer the stereo pressing of the album. (This is almost always the case when an album has been recorded in stereo, as My Favorite Things was in 1960, later released on Atlantic vinyl in 1961.)

We even tell you what to listen for to help you separate the best pressings from the merely good ones: the piano.

A solid, full-bodied, clear and powerful piano. As we focused on the sound of the instrument, we couldn’t help but notice how brilliant McCoy Tyner is. This may be John Coltrane’s album, but Tyner’s contribution is critically important to the success of My Favorite Things.

The engineering duties were handled by Tom Dowd (whose work you surely know well) and Phil Iehle, who happens to be the man who recorded some of Coltrane’s most iconic albums for Atlantic: Giant Steps (1960) and Coltrane Jazz (also in 1961).

Our last shootout for My Favorite Things was in 2018, not exactly yesterday, but in our defense let me just say that we have done plenty of other Coltrane albums from this period and feel as though we would have no trouble recognizing the sound his engineers were going for.

Unfortunately for those of you who have bought into the idea that the Electric Recording Company produces records with audiophile quality sound, you will find an utterly alien My Favorite Things, one nobody has ever heard before and one that no audiophile should want anything to do with.

Allow us to lay out the specifics of our complaints:

Notes for Side One

Big and full but smeary, flat and dull sax

No space or depth anywhere

Bloated bass

A mess

Notes for Side Two

Side two is even worse

Where is the breathy detail of the sax?

Electric Recording Company

We’ve played a few other ERC releases produced by the gentleman who owns The Electric Recording Company, a Mr. Pete Hutchison.

As you no doubt know, we would not be correct in using the term “mastered.” He does no mastering. He does “transferring.” He transfers the tapes to disc and puts them in nice jackets of his own design.

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Robert Brook Reviews the ERC Pressing of My Favorite Things

One of our good customers has a blog which he calls

A GUIDE FOR THE DEDICATED ANALOG AUDIOPHILE

Here is Robert’s review of ERC’s mono release of My Favorite Things. MFT happens to be one of our favorite Coltrane records, but we understandably prefer the stereo pressings, which is almost always the case when an album has been recorded in stereo, as My Favorite Things was in 1960.

ELECTRIC RECORDING COMPANY’s Reissue of MY FAVORITE THINGS

We even tell you what to listen for to help you separate the best pressings from the merely good ones: the piano.

A solid, full-bodied, clear and powerful piano. As we focused on the sound of the instrument, we couldn’t help but notice how brilliant McCoy Tyner is. This may be John Coltrane’s album, but Tyner’s contribution is critically important to the success of My Favorite Things.

The engineering duties were handled by Tom Dowd (whose work you surely know well) and Phil Iehle, who happens to be the man who recorded some of Coltrane’s most iconic albums for Atlantic: Giant Steps (1960) and Coltrane Jazz (also in 1961).

Other jazz records with top quality piano sound can be found here.

Electric Recording Company

We’ve played a number of ERC releases.

In the video embedded in the Washington Post article “In Search of the Perfect Sound,” at some point you can hear me exclaim “This guy makes mud pies!” while listening to the ERC pressing of Quiet Kenny.  I am happy to stand behind that judgment, and I think Robert Brook would agree with me about that.

Here is our review of ERC’s Forever Changes.

Our commentary making the case that these albums are aimed primarily at collectors and speculators, not audiophiles, can be found here.

We have now played the ERC pressing of My Favorite Things for ourselves and will be reviewing it soon.

Other Opinions

As much as we dislike these records, there are some music lovers who are quite pleased with them. A certain JLysaker wrote the following on discogs in 2021 about the ERC records a friend of his gave him (!) (edited for brevity).

I own 4 lps from this label. All sound amazing… The [Way] Out West pressing, stereo, is probably the best sounding LP I own… I also had an AP edition of one of the albums and the ERC pressing was hands down more natural sounding and imaged with greater clarity, and not just to my ears but to that of another buddy there for a listen.

Was it $500 better? I really doubt sonic differences translate into clear dollar amounts, but I would understand someone saying: ‘I’ll stick with damn good.’ Then again, some albums are dear to people and they want to hear it in the best possible fashion, and that probably won’t be through an original pressing — too rare, condition issues, and so forth as pointed out below. So they pop for one of these, as I did with My Favorite Things, which isn’t even a well recorded album.

And I am glad I did as Coltrane’s soprano never sounded better to me, and I have been listening to that recording for decades. So, from experience, these pressings are special. But acquiring them involves serious opportunity costs for anyone not rolling in the dough. And I doubt I ever would have sprung for one if an evil friend hadn’t given me some.

But here I am, feeling neither scammed nor screwed, and quite certain that those releasing these records are qualified to do so.

Others in the comments section were not so positive. Then again, nobody gave them the records and the price seemed struck them as a bit high (median pricing for the album is currently $723.10).

We get similar complaints about our prices, but then again, we’re in the business of selling the best sounding pressings ever made, which is clearly not the case with ERC. They’re in the business of selling mud pies.

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Every Day Is Record Store Day at The Electric Recording Company

Our Review of The Electric Recording Company’s Release of Forever Changes

Recently we took the Electric Recording Company to task for their botched mastering of Love’s Forever Changes.

At ERC they like to point out they are doing things differently, and boy are they ever. They do not remaster the tapes, they simply transfer the tapes onto disc without any interference from equalizers, compressors and the like.

Naturally, they seem less willing to discuss the sludge-like sound their vintage tube cutting amplifiers bring to every tape that’s forced to go through them before it gets to the cutting stylus. I hope to discuss this issue in more depth down the road.

What Is It, Exactly

For now, let’s try to get to the heart of what this pressing is.

This is not an audiophile record, properly understood.

No member of the audiophile community, those lovers of sound you’ve heard so much about, could possibly put up with a record that sounds as bad as this one does.

Having played two of their releases and knowing how all of them are made, I would be surprised if any of this company’s records are any better than awful.

No, this is plain and simply a collectible.

It exists because it could be made as a very limited edition at a profit.

It exists because it could be made with exceptionally high quality packaging.

The vinyl inside the fancy packaging is only there to make sure that all the elements of a collectible release are accounted for.

All the value is tied up in the collector appeal of the release, none in the vinyl, because the vinyl is junk.

Record Store Day

If the price were a tenth of what ERC is asking, it would have made a perfectly good Record Store Day release.

Think about it: Collectors would have lined up around the block to get one of the only 350 numbered pressings made available. At 35 bucks, no doubt they would sell out within minutes of the doors opening. At 350 bucks, maybe it would take a bit longer, but they would sell out just the same.

Of course, Pete Hutchison does not want to wait a whole year to put out his cool, collectible records, one at a time. He sends them out to the customers on his waiting lists all year long.

Record lovers are buying these records with no way of having the vaguest clue as to how they sound. By the time the reviews come out, they are already out of print and on the collector market at multiples of their original price.

Why would an audiophile rush out to buy a record whose sound quality he has no way of knowing?

An audiophile wouldn’t. A record collector would though.

Record Collectors and Audiophiles

There are a great many more record collectors — here defined as those folks who just like collecting records — than there are audiophile record collectors, defined here as those who are trying, not always successfully, to collect good sounding records.

I suspect that most audiophiles of an analog persuasion fall into both camps.

They like having a collection of high quality pressings, and they like owning collectible records, often viewing the latter as a kind of investment that will pay off with profits in the future.

Collectors scramble to get in on the ground floor to own a cool new release, knowing that it’s sure to be worth more than they are paying for it.

If the sound quality is abysmal, what difference does that make?

No self-described audiophile should want a record that sounds as bad as those being produced by this ridiculous label.

But collectors should. The attention to detail in the packaging, the oh-so-limited production run, the fact that the records are indeed sourced from the master tape and mastered with tubes — these are qualities that appeal to collectors.

None of these things has a lot to do with the sound quality of the finished product except, in the case of this label, guaranteeing that it will be terrible.

A Nutty Approach to Making Records

As a lifelong skeptic, I know a crackpot when I see one, and Pete Hutchison is the dictionary definition of a crackpot. The idea that records don’t need to be mastered is not quite the same as the earth is hollow or the government is run by lizard people, but it falls into the same category: anything for which supporting evidence is non-existent.

crackpot: “one given to eccentric or wildly foolish notions.”

Transferring the tapes without the benefit of mastering equalization? That is a crackpot idea. Nobody does that except under the rarest of circumstances.

Are the great mastering engineers of the past — men like Robert Ludwig, Doug Sax, Bernie Grundman and others — known for their flat transfers? Did they ever hook up archaic tube equipment to their cutting lathes?

In the case of Robert Ludwig, we know his interventions in the case of Led Zeppelin II were as intense as they come. That explains why no other version of the album sounds like his version.

Would the world be better off had he not altered the sound of the tape in such a massive way? Is the bass on any other version of the album remotely as good as the bass on his version?

He put that bass on the record. It’s not on the tape. If it were on the tape somebody else would have come along and mastered it on to a record in the intervening 54 years since its release.

Without Robert Ludwig’s efforts, and the mastering equipment he had available to him in 1969, there can be no “hot mix” for Le Zeppelin II.

If you were to tell me that somebody new would get into the business of “remastering” records, on heavy vinyl, with fancy packaging, I would say “of course they will.” The world is full of these guys and they are making a fortune. Why wouldn’t somebody else want a piece of thet action? That’s how the free enterprise system is supposed to work. Competition is supposed to drive down prices and drive up quality.

Marketing Everything But High Quality Sound

Which is what makes The Electric Recording Company’s records so interesting.

They take a different approach to the market.

They offer the worst sound with the best packaging at the highest prices.

They engage in the pretense of offering audiophile sound when in fact they are doing no such thing.

But the audiophiles who are falling for this scam apparently cannot tell how bad sounding these ERC records are.

Perhaps they are so impressed by the packaging, the backstory, the collectability and who knows what else that they fail to notice how bad the sound is.

That would be the most charitable way of understanding how this label came to be so successful. I’m quite sure Mr. Hutchison is a millionaire many times over.

His snake oil is no cure for anything, but the story behind it and the fancy bottle it comes in is all that matters to the gullible types who are standing in line to fork over their cash and take their punishment.

And surely there are a good many owners of these records who know they are terrible and are just in the game to profit off those who have fallen for the collector hysteria that accompanies each new release.

As long as the status quo holds, and there simply are no audiophile reviewers with even the most rudimentary critical listening skills — the kind of basic skills that would be required to expose this fraud — then our English crackpot can continue to offer a product that appeals to the three groups who buy his records:

  1. collectors,
  2. speculators, and
  3. the hard of hearing.

Audiophiles with any sense — hopefully those who read this blog! — will steer clear of this man’s cosmetically appealing trash.

One Final Note

You may have seen this elsewhere on the site. We feel it bears repeating here.

For us, record collecting for the sake of record collecting has never held much appeal.

We like to play records, not just collect them, and we like to play records with the best sound we can find. We call those kinds of records Hot Stamper Pressings, and finding them, and making them available to other audiophiles, has been my life’s work.

All the collecting we leave to other people who enjoy that sort of thing.


Further Reading

This would include new pressings that were made with vintage tube equipment of shockingly poor quality, the kind that Mr Hutchison apparently finds to his liking, why, we cannot begin to imagine.

Hutchison is not alone in his predilection for ridiculously muddy records that sound like they are playing on your parent’s old console stereo. Here’s a good example of a title with plenty of Electric Recording Company “tubey magic,” if that’s what you’re after. It sounds every bit as bad, and it’s a lot cheaper than $350. Here’s another one.

If you’re searching for the perfect sound, you came to the right place.

Turning Master Tapes into Mud Pies – The Magic of the Electric Recording Company

More of the Music of Love

Reviews and Commentaries for the Music of Love

““It’s magical what they’re doing, recreating these old records,” Fremer said as he swapped out more Electric Recording discs.”

Swapped them out? Anyone with an ounce of respect for Love’s music would have tossed them into the nearest trash bin.

Our Story Begins

We did a shootout for Love’s Forever Changes earlier this year, and it was our good luck to get hold of a copy of the Electric Recording Company’s pressing of the album in order to see how it would fare against our Gold Label Stereo original pressings.

As you can see from the notes, to say that we could hardly believe what we were hearing clearly understates the depth of our befuddlement.

We simply have no context for a record that sounds as bad as this record sounds. We’ve never heard anything like it, and we’ve played a lot of records in the 35 years we’ve been in business. After critically auditioning thousands upon thousands of pressings in our shootouts, all day every day for the last twenty years, we’ve worn out scores of cartridges and even our Triplanar tonearm.

But this is new ground for us. A quick recap:

  • Incredibly dull,
  • Has no top or space at all,
  • One of the worst reissues I’ve ever heard.

You get the picture. What more needs be said? Last year I wrote the following:

Pete Hutchison of The Electric Recording Company makes some of the worst sounding records I have ever played in my life.

If you play me one of his awful records, and don’t tell me who made it, I can judge the record on its merits, the way we judge all records. We test records blindly for precisely this reason. We let the record tell us how well it was made, what it does right and wrong relative to other pressings of the same album, comparing apples to apples.

His records tell me he loves the sound of the murkiest, muddiest vintage tube equipment ever made, and wants every record he produces to have that sound.

In my book that is an egregious case of My-Fi, not Hi-Fi. We wrote about it here.

It’s astonishing to me that anyone takes this guy seriously.

In the Washington Post video, we did a little comparison on camera for two pressings of Quiet Kenny, a record I will have more to say about in Part Two of this commentary. Here is Geoff Edgers’ description in the article of how it all went down.

The first is from the Electric Recording Co., based in London, which produces roughly a dozen albums each year on vintage equipment painstakingly restored by owner Pete Hutchison. ERC makes just 300 copies of each reissue and charges $376 per album. The stock sells out immediately. Then the records pop up on eBay for as much as $2,000.

[Sunshine] English, [our assistant at the turntable] has agreed not to reveal which copy is being played so the shootout can be truly blind. She lowers the needle onto the ERC edition of “Quiet Kenny.” Port groans loudly. “Listen to that bass,” he says. “Blah, blah, blah, blah. Who wants to play a record that sounds like this?”

Next up is a copy pressed by Analogue Productions, the Kansas-based label founded by Chad Kassem. Port says that Kassem “has never made a single good sounding record” since AP’s founding in 1991. (Kassem calls Port a “f—ing loser.”) This blind listen gets better marks, which surprises Port when he’s told it’s an Analogue.

“That’s the best-sounding Analogue Productions record I’ve ever heard,” Port says. “Because it’s not terrible.”

Later on in the article, Edgers writes:

We talk more about ERC and how coveted Hutchison’s records are in the market. He agrees to try song two on the ERC vinyl, but things don’t get better. I suggest that maybe English adjust the arm on the turntable. The vertical tracking angle, or VTA, as he calls it. “Nothing can fix this record,” he shouts back. “It’s junk. And that guy should be ashamed of himself.”

If you go to the video embedded in the article on their site, about thirty seconds in I have this to say about the ERC pressing:

“This guy’s a mud pie maker. That’s junk.”

Which seems obvious to me. Apparently others, including the audiophile quoted at the top of this commentary, see things differently.

A few questions come to mind.

This is the muddy sound audiophiles want?

Has anyone else called out the awful sound of this guy’s records?

Can everyone be in on the grift?

Is there not a single self-identified audiophile with ears that operate well enough to tell him how bad this guy’s records sound?

Let me add an additional thought to the quote at the top of this commentary:

Any reviewer who claims to be writing for audiophiles and has ever said anything nice about this guy’s work is clearly not qualified to do his job.

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A Kinder, Gentler Approach to Record Reviewing

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Allow me to respond to a comment left by Ian Malone.

It was left in the comments section for the interview Steve Westman did with me.

He writes:

Quite happy for you to promote your business Tom, but surely you are a better person than doing it in this way. I know that other people in the industry have said unkind things about you but you can rise above these insults.

I never say that the people making these modern records, as well as those reviewing them, are malicious or evil. I say they make or review bad sounding records and are simply misguided and incompetent.

Am I being unkind? If Michael Bay makes one bad movie after another, are we unkind to point that out? I don’t know whether or not he is a bad person, but I do know that he is a bad filmmaker, and gets called out regularly for putting out a bad product.

Everyone understands that this is a matter of taste. If you always wished The Beatles albums had more bass, more compression and a smoother tonal balance overall, you can buy the new Heavy Vinyl pressings and get the sound you prefer on every title The Beatles ever released.

That sound does not exist on the tapes.

I have no way of actually knowing that for a fact, but since no mastering engineer before 2014 had ever put that sound on an actual record, I think we can safely say that the evidence supports the idea that a completely “new sound” was specifically created for The Beatles when their catalog was remastered this century. [1]

Call it The New Beatles Sound. I am on record as not liking engineers who create a new sound for records that had perfectly good sound already. Those of us who do not like our Beatles album to have those qualities should not be buying these newly remastered versions.

We offer the consumer an alternative sound, and, since our Beatles Hot Stampers are far and away our best sellers, it seems our customers agree with us that they actually do sound better. Some come back, sure, but not many, and I don’t think anyone has ever said they liked the new pressings better, although that possibility exists.

In some ways we operate like Consumer Reports. Blender X is terrible at making margaritas and blender Y is good at making them. The company that makes bad blenders should be called to account. If there is a name attached to that company, then I guess we can say that that person who runs that company should learn how to make better blenders or find something else to do with his time.

I am not impressed with the quality of the records being made today, and it follows that those who make them are responsible for the poor quality of the modern remastered LPs they make.

Is there a kind way to say that Pete Hutchison of The Electric Recording Company makes some of the worst sounding records I have ever played in my life? Should I pretend he doesn’t? If you play me one of his awful records, and don’t tell me who made it, I can judge the record on its merits, the way we judge all records. We test records blindly for precisely this reason. We let the record tell us how well it was made, what it does right and wrong relative to other pressings of the same album, apples to apples.

His records tell me he loves the sound of the murkiest, muddiest vintage tube equipment ever made, and wants every record he makes to have that sound.

In my book that is an egregious case of My-Fi, not Hi-Fi. We wrote about it here.

Is there a kinder way to point that out? It’s astonishing to me that anyone takes this guy seriously. This is the sound audiophiles want?

Here’s a question for those who defend this man’s approach to mastering.

Did Bernie Grundman make all his records sound the same?

Did he layer some kind of sonic signature over the top of everything he did?

Does Aja sound like Blue sound like Heart Like a Wheel sound like Thriller sound like Tapestry?

On my stereo they sure don’t. I built a stereo to get out of the way of the records I play, and it lets all these records sound markedly different from one another.

But Hutchison takes exactly the opposite approach. He wants the same heavy tube sound on every record he makes. Is it mean to point that out?

Bernie Grundman has mastered many of my favorite recordings of all time. Doug Sax actually mastered both of my two favorite recordings of all time, Ambrosia’s first album on vinyl and Jellyfish’s Spilt Milk on CD.

But when these superbly talented engineers master bad sounding audiophile pressings for the likes of Chad Kassem and others, who deserves the blame?

Maybe Kassem told them what sound he wanted and they gave it to him. That’s their job, to deliver a product that the customer will pay for. The customer here is Chad, not the audiophile consumer.

Chad apparently likes the sound of the records he produces. I do not and I make an effort to describe precisely the sound I find objectionable on his pressings. My reviews of both of his Tea for the Tillerman releases (the 33 and the 45) go on for days. I recommend you check them out if you want to know more about the failings of his albums in detail.

Opinion? Mere subjectivity? We back up everything we say about our offerings with an actual physical record that you can buy, risk free, to demonstrate the superiority of a properly mastered, properly pressed LP, one we cleaned, auditioned and stand behind 100%.

Some of the very same engineers I criticize made the record I might sell you. Lots of TMLs and BGs can be found in the dead wax of our Hot Stamper pressings.

Why wouldn’t they be found there? They are often found — after the fact, mind you — on the best sounding pressings of the albums we play in our shootouts.

These vintage pressings seem to have very little in common with the work these men are doing now.

Is there a kinder, gentler way to point that out? Should I just shut the hell up about it?

I guess we could say the companies producing records today mean well. They produce a product at a price for the market they are trying to reach. Chad thinks he can get $150 for his records and therefore he prices them at $150. They used to sell for less, now they sell for more. That’s how markets work. We do the same.

The records Chad and his competitors make are suitable, in my opinion, for those who set lower standards, or don’t know any better, or have modest systems, or just aren’t very serious about records and audio. Fine by me. It’s no skin off our noses.

We mostly appeal to a different group. A group that typically has heard those Heavy Vinyl pressings and wants something better. Something with zero collector value, but 100% top quality music and sound value.

Is it unkind to say we set higher standards and price our products accordingly?

Are we implying that these Heavy Vinyl labels set lower standards and price their records accordingly. Yes, we are.

All we are doing is pointing this out, using, I freely admit, stronger language than some might like. I have always favored plain speaking over the kind of bush beating, special pleading and excuse making so many audiophiles and those who write for them seem to prefer.

If your feelings are easily hurt, I am definitely not the guy you should be reading. I find bad sounding records infuriating and I am not averse to saying so. Best to avoid my blog if you don’t like reading somebody who gets pissed off and feels ripped off every time he drops a needle on one of these lousy remasters.

We write passionately about good records — the ones we sell — but there is really no need to read what we say about our records either. They speak for themselves, and we believe — based on the evidence — that they deliver on their promises.

Try some, compare them with what you own and see if you still feel kindly toward the modern pressings you’ve no doubt been buying. There is a good chance you might not feel so kindly, once you can clearly hear what is missing from them.

And if not, no harm done, return shipping is on us, and a full refund will be posted to your card.

To paraphrase the great one, if you never hear one of our Hot Stamper pressings, most likely you go your way and I’ll go mine.

But if you do hear one, and you do like it, the milk of human kindness you had shown these modern record makers may turn as sour in your mouth as it has in mine.

TP

[1] The original UK Beatles albums that I have played, for the most part, lacked top end extension, were crude, congested and opaque, but often had lots of Tubey Magic in the midrange, with one exception. This is what the mastering engineers and mastering equipment of those days managed to do with the master tapes.

Later, in the ’70s, with better mastering equipment, pressings with none of those problems were produced. This tells me the master tapes were very different sounding than the original vinyl pressings would lead one to believe.

The records that sound more like live music are the ones I want to play, and some of those were made in the late ’60s, the great bulk of them were made in ’70s, possibly some in the ’80s and ’90s, and none to my knowledge were made in any decade to follow.


The Mud Pie Maker Himself

Presenting the poster boy for the Dunning-Kruger effect, a man who fancies himself an audiophile/mastering engineer.

He’s a mastering engineer in the same sense that a person who makes mud pies is a piemaker.

I have not played any of his classical albums. I have in fact only played one title, a jazz record I happen to know well, and his remastered version is no better than the other records that get an F grade for sound and currently are to be found in our bad sounding audiophile records section.

I will publish a review one of these days, but until then, I recommend you steer well clear of this man’s records.

An extract from Steven Novella’s explanation of this psychological effect gives some background:

Dunning summarizes the effect as:

“…incompetent people do not recognize—scratch that, cannot recognize—just how incompetent they are,”

He further explains:

“What’s curious is that, in many cases, incompetence does not leave people disoriented, perplexed, or cautious. Instead, the incompetent are often blessed with an inappropriate confidence, buoyed by something that feels to them like knowledge.”


Further Reading

The Personification of the Dunning-Kruger Effect

Presenting the poster boy for the Dunning-Kruger effect, a man who fancies himself an audiophile/mastering engineer.

He’s a mastering engineer in the same sense that a person who makes mud pies is a piemaker.

I have not played any of his classical albums. I have in fact only played one title, a jazz record I happen to know well, and his remastered version is no better than the other records that get an F grade for sound and can currently be found in our Bad Sounding Audiophile Records Section.

I will publish a review one of these days, but until then, I recommend you steer well clear of this man’s records.

An extract from Steven Novella’s explanation of this psychological effect gives some background:

Dunning summarizes the effect as:

“…incompetent people do not recognize—scratch that, cannot recognize—just how incompetent they are,”

He further explains:

“What’s curious is that, in many cases, incompetence does not leave people disoriented, perplexed, or cautious. Instead, the incompetent are often blessed with an inappropriate confidence, buoyed by something that feels to them like knowledge.”

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