
January 2001
While the music industry reels in shock at the
pace and reach of Napster and the MP3 revolution, and
organisations like the RIAA (Recording Industry Association of
America) are desperate to protect their cosy existence, let us
consider the whole strange business of the music industry.
Prior to the invention of the printing press
and the availability of sheet music, there was no music
"industry" as such, other than in the form of a live
performance. In the middle ages, wandering minstrels were
generally dodgy sorts of no fixed abode, getting up to all
sort of japes in return for board and lodging. Top of the
Madrigals simply wasn’t on the TV, although the chances are
that Jimmy Saville was knee high to a turnip.
Meanwhile, composers got by on the patronage
of the wealthy – consequently, the type of music written
reflected the catholic and cultured tastes of the gentry.
Maybe if Baldrick and his fellow peasants had possessed the
means to buy music at OurPrice, then such delightful genres as
punk, rockabilly and house might have been invented in the 14th
century. Nevertheless, the general patronage by the gentry of
the arts has also resulted in paintings that people still
bother to reproduce today in shops like Athena, without the
aid of an Arts Council grant or Lottery largesse. A 15th
century artist expecting to get wedged up for a pile of
bricks, half a sheep or an unmade bed would simply have
starved.
Indeed, even such modern classics as Picasso
would most likely have been burned at the stake for
witchcraft. The Lord of the Manor knew what he liked, and it
wasn’t a painting of his old lady with her head painted
poking out of the side of her bum.
And in the grand old days of patronage, there
was no such thing as Harvey Schmultz managing the business
affairs of John Purcell; arranging to satisfy his cravings for
a regular cocaine supply and voluptuous female company. But
these days, "the industry" sees to it that the
Gallagher brothers get chauffeured about in 90 foot limos, and
Keith Moon got to drive his Bentley into a swimming pool.
All this is largely thanks to the recent
invention of Mr Edison’s wondrous phonograph, and the
subsequent creation of the "music industry", which
has distributed the one-time patronage of the few, to the
masses - in the form of the record buying public. Managing the
rights of the music industry have provided comfortable
employment and remuneration for many years now - although
maybe not for ever.
Don’t forget that Marconi invented the
original and best Napster – it’s called the wireless. And
instead of delivering copies of the latest music to a handful
of spotty kids on the internet, bandwidth permitting, Marconi’s
version still has the potential for every one of the 300
million or so people in a place like Europe, all grab it at
once. Moreover, using satellite as the broadcast medium, the
quality is indistinguishable (to all but the most seriously
pedantic) from the best CD reproduction.
OK, so broadcasters pay some form of licence
fee – but it’s not going to be the same as the profit on
sales of 300 million CDs. However, that’s not the point,
Marconi’s napster promotes the music to the masses. It’s
actually advertising that the broadcasters have to pay to
broadcast.
Having realised this, there is evidence
appearing that some record companies are starting to pay some
attention to the possibility that sampling via MP3s can
actually lead to the sale of CDs. So why would someone pay
£10 for a CD when "any fool knows" that you can get
anything you want for free..? Why do people pay £3.99 for a
"prepared meal" in Tesco’s when in the same store
you could by the raw ingredients for 39p..? Convenience. To
trap the tune you want on the wireless is a tricky thing. Or
rather it was.
New technology gizmos like Psion’s
Wavefinder DAB receiver (http://www.wavefinder.com)
will be attached to PC systems, and it will not be long before
someone writes the software that allows users to list the
music they want to seek and record – and then the system
will do it automatically "off the air" to the local
hard disk, and straight into one of the brilliant MP3 library
and management programmes available from numerous web sites
these days.
So whichever way the music industry looks, it’s
getting easier to purloin their "intellectual
property" (which I suppose is a bit of an exaggeration in
the case of a Bananarama single).. Moreover, it’s tempting
to compile your own albums, since we all know that most CDs
contain 2 or 3 good tracks and 7 or so fillers.
The internet means that an artist with a
following can operate their own web presence in order to
manage their own distributed patronage (aka fan club) and to
milk it for music, gig tickets and merchandise. See sites like
www.numan.co.uk. Gary
had a TVR Cerbera when I last saw him – and that was before
his latest album got all the rave reviews. So he’s not
starving.
The traditional industry will still bleat that
promoting a newcomer is expensive and if the record buying
public doesn’t continue to pay their ransom demands, than
the world of music will just stop. If the newcomer is good
then people will want to listen to them and pass the news
around.
If the music is any good and is getting heard,
then a corporate sponsor might emerge – in the manner of a
medieval patron, but with a specific commercial purpose. Just
about anything that draws an audience these days is perceived
by the rabid media and advertising industry an opportunity to
market.
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