Yet another in a seemingly-endless stream of articles on the downfall of the evil corporate music industry, this time from two music lovers who once owned a profitable music shop. From the NY Times Op-Ed. Good read.
Of course, I'd like to take this chance to point out the one avenue where music retail is growing - vinyl. CD sales are collapsing, nobody's buying digital anymore, and who can blame them? But they are turning to vinyl records in greater and greater numbers. I hold no illusions that vinyl will return to its former glory days; no, there are far too many stupid people out there, willing to be mindless drones and play to role of the simple-minded peasant. Hey, it's the "This is Why I'm Hot" song I heard at, uhh, the club, or somethin'.
Music will never die. It's the language of the soul. But the soul can whither and wilt if never used. That crushing pain in the center of your chest that you feel, as you work another lousy day at that crappy job you loathe? It's the sound of soul, gasping for air. Give it some oxygen, dumbass. Give it a chance to grow for once.