lurkitty: (maneki neko)
In the wake of the $222,000 judgement against the Minnesota woman for music file-sharing, I have been thinking about music sharing lately. I do understand protection of intellectual property, and the very pressing need of musicians to make money from their work. That is a given.

I really hate buying music without hearing it. Those little 20 second previews on iTunes are not enough. I want to hear the song. I want to hear most of the album before I buy it. Back when radio stations were independent, and not all owned by Clear Channel, there was a chance that you could hear a variety of music and buy on that basis. But now, I rely on my friends to introduce me to new music. The problem is, my friends are scattered across the globe. They will introduce me to a new artist by an undisclosed method. If I like a song, I will go buy an album. I'll play it for my for my friends. I'm a fantastic viral saleswoman. I think I've sold at least 5 copies of Devil Doll's Queen of Pain alone. The Grateful Dead made a handsome living by encouraging music sharing throughout their career. I'm also a sucker for buying albums at concerts, but the reality is that Oregon is not on everyone's tour schedule. Sometimes we have to actually tell people that there is an entire state between San Francisco and Seattle (hey - Eugene was one of Jerry Garcia's favorite stops!).

Regardless of the impact of music stealing, I do think that the RIAA is cutting its collective PR throat by going after a single mom with a yearly income of $36,000 as their watershed music sharing case. It's not going to scare all the bulletproof college kids who know how to cover their electronic tracks. It is going to paint the RIAA , and the record companies, as capricious and cruel. It will do nothing to promote the reputation of the artists whose works were stolen. Will the artists see any of the money from this case? Or just the bad publicity?

It could be worse. In the UK, their equivalent of the RIAA, the Performing Rights Society, is suing a car mechanics firm called Kwik Fit because its employees play personal radios at work. According to the Performing Rights Society, this amounts to public performance of music and is a copyright infringement. But. it. was. on. the. radio....aaagggghhhhhh...........
lurkitty: (maneki neko)
Sir Mick has finally decided that he's too old to rock and roll.

The Rolling Stones have declared that the Bigger Bang Tour will be their last, according to a Daily Telegraph article.

With the band members in their 60's, touring since 1962, they deserve a break.

Odd jams

Aug. 15th, 2007 02:21 am
lurkitty: (geektoaster)
The other day it was ice skating/dancing. Tonight, I bring you musicians jamming.
Because some of my friends are on dialup, I have a policy of not embedding video (in case you were wondering why I don't do that). I'll link to YouTube instead.

First, Stevie Ray and Jimmie Vaughn. Why is it odd that brothers are jamming? How about two brothers on the same guitar?

Because I can't resist, Stevie Ray Vaughn and Jeff Healey.
I fell in love with SRV on the guitar one night when I went to a Crosby, Still and Nash concert. I had never heard of the opening band. But when Stevie started playing the guitar, the house went quiet. That was the only time I ever heard him live. He was just like this clip. I'd have liked to have seen Stevie jam with Mark Knopfler.

Traveling Wilburys (yeah - well maybe it's cheating - but this band grew out of them jamming)

Don McLean & Chet Atkins collaborating on Vincent, still one of my favorite songs.

Finest guitar ever - Mark Knopfler and Chet Atkins.

And last, but not least, I give you John Lennon, Keith Richards, Eric Clapton and Mitch Mitchel (and some weird guy off the street sharing chinese with John).

So. What are your favorite odd jams?
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Holiday Music!

I have 263 songs in my holiday collection.

Silent Night and White Christmas are tied for the most versions at seven each.

The most obscure is probably The Cat Carol by Meryn Ord.

Funniest : Twisted Chipmunk Christmas (only because I had the Chipmunk album when I was a kid)

Newest: Wintersong CD - Sarah McLachlan

Oldest: Deck the Halls - Bing Crosby & Frank Sinatra

Favorites (who has just one?):
God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen Barenaked Ladies with Sarah McLachlan
O Magnum Mysterium - Linda Ronstadt
Star of Wonder - The Roches

How about you? Or do you loathe the holiday music?
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Since going veggie, my tastes have definitely changed. I find certain foods I used to crave, like bloody, nearly raw steak, turn my stomach. Other dishes I would not have considered eating before are now delectable delights. Take tonight's entree. It being T's birthday, we went to the best restaurant in town. I had roasted eggplant with white beans, squash, tomatoes, peppers, fresh basil and cheese over the top. I finished every morsel and felt like licking the platter.

The waiter came by partway through the meal and wondered that we hadn't switched plates. T had the turkey. I explained that I am vegetarian. I didn't explain that T would never eat the dish I had savored.

There was a Katrina promo at CDbaby so I got on and bought a bunch of music the other day. It came in yesterday and I was really excited. I ripped most of it last night and loaded much of it into my pod. I like most all of it -- you know how it is, buying sampled music. I was so excited that I gave three CDs to T to take on his commute to Newport.

The verdict is in. I have no taste in music. The carpool universally vetoed all three. I am informed I must be going through a phase. T said I must be listening to the lyrics, not the music. I'm pretty used to T not liking my music, but two other people, too?

I guess I should keep my music to myself from now on.
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I've been trying to figure this out for awhile. Ever since a conversation I had with a good friend about a song he played me called "Sensitive New-age Guys" by Christine Lavin. It's a really cute folksong that's just as the title advertises. After a bit of good natured ribbing, he confessed that it had become his personal anthem. He really is a sensitive new-age guy. It got me thinking about personal anthems.

Exactly what qualities would a song have to have to become my personal anthem, I thought. Sure, there are plenty of songs I enjoy, some enough to play several times a day. But enjoyment isn't enough. An anthem should be positive, so that rules a few out (okay, so I have a darkside that is attracted to dark music). Next, it should have a message. For awhile, I thought Holly Cole's "Make it Go Away" was the song, but that message was wrong. It wasn't about empowering me, it was about getting someone else to fix things. So that was out.

The Moody Blues "Fly my Seesaw" was a bit too childlike -- not quite there yet. "Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood", hmmm, here I confess I prefer the Cyndy Lauper cover, but, still, not quite the right message to send the world about me. I don't want to go around saying I screw up all the time. I do, but why should I remind everybody?

After a great deal of such deliberation, I finally arrived at a song that meets my current anthemy needs. It has a taste of whimsy and lifts my spirits when I hear it. It conveys the lemons to lemonade message I need nowadays. I'll take "Wig in a Box" by Polyphonic Spree as my personal anthem for now. You might recognize it from Hedwig and the Angry Inch.

So, What's yours?


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