WHEN I MEET Mark Ronson one afternoon in his New York City recording studio, Ronson—these days both a celebrated producer (Amy Winehouse, Bruno Mars, Lady Gaga, Dua Lipa) and recording artist (“Uptown Funk,” “Valerie,” “Nothing Breaks Like a Heart”)—is just back from Shanghai. He was DJ’ing at a corporate black-tie event for the watch company Audemars Piguet, with which Ronson has an ongoing relationship. You might imagine after all his successes he would feel some license to handle an engagement like this on cruise control, but Ronson says no. Wherever he is, and whoever the people outside the DJ booth might be, and whyever they might be there, some of the same fundamental dynamics present themselves every single time. “You’re just looking at this room of people,” Ronson tells me,…
