Pip Williams kept turning up on the kind of records that don’t politely “sound good” — they shove the room back a little. I remember clocking his name when I was flipping a sleeve on my table, needle already hovering, and thinking: okay, this is probably why the guitars feel like they’ve been fed properly. Before he lived behind the glass, he was out there doing the graft as a guitarist — early ’60s runs in Hamburg (that scene was not built for the fragile), then mid-1965 into late 1966 as lead guitarist with The Sovereigns, a West London touring band that had to earn every inch of volume. Later he took on musical director duties for Jimmy Ruffin, which is the kind of job that quietly reveals whether someone can actually steer a band without turning it into a spreadsheet. Then he moved into production and started making decisions that you can hear: from 1977 onward he produced Status Quo for a long stretch, locking in that tough, road-worn weight without sanding off the corners. He also put his hands on bigger, more polished recordings around the Moody Blues orbit, and years later he even surfaced again when metal went full cinema, supervising orchestral parts and arrangements for Nightwish. That arc sounds neat on paper. On wax, it just sounds like someone who hates weak takes and doesn’t mind telling a band so.

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