Find a New Paradigm and/or Go Fuck Yourself

Creative people continue to get shafted by the wonders of technology.

Ebay has pdf-kindle-mobi book thieves cheerfully repeating the caveat Ebay coaches them to use: "I either own the copyright, am an authorized re-seller, or this item is in public domain. I will send it by mail."

As for music? Everyone knows how to steal it, and many simply go to Spotify to stream it. Why even OWN worthless, stupid, fucking MUSIC anymore? As the "Seniormole" types would say, "It's a kerfuffle. Why hurl poo? I like Spotify. Ho hum! Lah dee dah!"

Over at TheTrichord, they can't do much but keep a jaundiced eye on all the liars and scammers who pretend streaming benefits artists. Paul Williams, the tiny man who wrote some sappy songs years ago, has recently tilted at the windmill of "Laws Must be Changed." What can he do about it? Even if he got all the songwriters together from Bryan Adams to Jimmy Webb, they have no power. Neither does Capitol, Columbia or RCA. The power is with the Internet giants from Amazon to Google to Comcast, and they won't give musicians a break.

At best, you get a weasel like Jimmy Iodine. Er, Iovine, who is making big money at Apple. SO...he promotes iTunes as being wonderful, and then takes a swipe at YouTube:

If you're making a decent amount in royalties, like Paul Williams, you huff and puff a little. What else can you do when nobody wants your newest songs, and most movie soundtracks are now juke boxes playing rap?

If you're Jimmy Iovine, you only rage at the competition.

Years ago, while they were pompously stealing everybody's music on blogs, Nazi women and Obese Dutch men sneered, "This is GOOD for the music business." Yeah, that's why it's now dominated by rap and Taylor Swift, and most of the people being stolen from can't get a label deal.

A few simply shrugged and said, "SHARING music will never go away because it's freedom of speech and you can't tell ISP's what to do and slick lawyers say you can't prove WHO downloaded music to your computer. Ha ha ho ho hee hee. So...GET A NEW PARADIGM!!!"

They never explained what this miracle solution was. Some said, "Sell t-shirts." Others seemed to think artists should go on never-ending tours of shitty 100 seaters and bar-restaurants till they drop dead in a hotel room.

Now it's just a joke, with big corporations and all the world's weasels assuaging what's left of their consciences by insisting Spotify just needs some "fine tuning" and music is better than ever.