Compression is a (the?) wonderful beast. Used incorrectly, it’s a weapon; it’s the metal spatula, squeezing the bejesus out of the already tired-looking chicken about to be laid to rest in a grave of yellow rice at your local Halal truck.
When overused, it’s also a weapon I guess, but something more along the lines of the Death Star. It makes drums sound like surface-to-air missiles. Listen to this version with headphones.