According to those who oppose the service, YouTube is slowly killing the music industry, one tiny cut at a time. It is anti-artist and anti-copyright, they claim. Meanwhile, every major artist has a channel on YouTube and wouldn’t dream of releasing a new record without YouTube involved in its launch. | | | | | Wondering if Kanye can get anything done without her approval. (GabboT) | | | | | | “According to those who oppose the service, YouTube is slowly killing the music industry, one tiny cut at a time. It is anti-artist and anti-copyright, they claim. Meanwhile, every major artist has a channel on YouTube and wouldn’t dream of releasing a new record without YouTube involved in its launch.”
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| | rantnrave:// Let us stipulate a few things regarding the thing you very possibly have been arguing/laughing/shaking-your-damn-head about for the last day and a half: Songwriters do not need approval from their subjects, or from anybody else, for their lyrics. A world in which they did would suck. Their lyrics have no obligation to be factually correct, or even fair. A certain five-letter word that begins with the letter b and rhymes with "kitsch" is offensive to a lot of people, and is commonly used by a lot of other people. The latter group have no business telling the former group why they should not be offended, or explaining how they should or should not feel when they hear it (especially -- but not solely -- when the word is directed at them). Many SNAPCHAT and YOUTUBE videos are edited. That particular video you may have been shaking-your-damn-head about was heavily edited. There is a fundamental layer of falseness and contrivance to all public images. (JON CARAMANICA, not me, said that.) Releasing a heavily edited SNAPCHAT video at the exact moment that episode of your reality-TV show ends is one random example of contrivance and manipulation. Your squeaky-clean public image is probably another. Being a mega-star does not deprive you of your right to be a victim when someone victimizes you. Being a mega-star does not give you the right to control anybody else's narrative about anything, even about you. This call may be recorded. At least one person, and maybe two people, are likely to get some very good songs out of this thing you possibly have been talking about. There is a good chance they will all be better than "FAMOUS" by KANYE WEST. There is also a chance they will not. RICK RUBIN was there. Let us never speak of this again... The neuroscience behind why we often pay for music that we could easily have for free. (Still unanswered: Why we pay $0.000000001 for a stream when we could easily be paying $0.000000002.)... Now that someone has inevitably taken that BUZZFEED article from last week about where playlists come from and reduced it to the amazing stat that a team of only a dozen people at APPLE MUSIC "has managed to churn out 14,000 playlists, this is a good time for a correction: No, it hasn't. APPLE and its major competitors all employ armies of anonymous freelancers to churn out playlists. Besides making the services "feel like magic," as BUZZFEED's REGGIE UGWU wrote, that anonymity also makes it look like all the magic comes from within, which it does not... Here's a free idea for any subscription service that truly believes its own words about wanting to create an "emotional connection" between its users and its music: Fully integrate this impressive interactive version of JEFF BUCKLEY's record collection and make every album in it fully and instantly playable, and then re-create the experience with other artists' record collections. Or CD collections. Or MP3 collections. Or, you get the idea... RIP ERIK PETERSEN. | | | - Matty Karas, curator |
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| As artists, record labels, music publishers and managers line up to lobby the US Congress and the European Union, it might seem as if YouTube is the worst thing to happen to the music business since Napster in 1999. The streaming service, the aggrieved parties claim, is causing a massive "value gap" that is unsustainable. | | |
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| Now in their forties, the band’s members have come to seem less like posers than pioneers. | | |
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| Electronic Music creates unique experiences of time and space perception. | | |
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| The reality star and ‘wife of Pablo’ unleashed a coordinated media assault on TSwift--on Twitter, her E! reality show, and Snapchat--exposing her as a liar. | | |
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| Every generation gets the Nixon tapes it deserves. Here is ours. | | |
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| "Paper Planes" still flies, but "Pink Moon" has been eclipsed, while "How to Save A Life" remains vital. All three songs owe their place in most readers' consciousness to the music supervisors who championed them. | | |
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| As the world and its aunt go doolally over mobile game Pokemon Go, it’s tempting to wonder whether there’s an equivalent for music. There is: Landmrk. | | |
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| Once a year, hoards of music fans hit the tiny town of Neskaupstaður for Eistnaflug, Iceland's biggest - and friendliest - metal festival. | | |
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| Brain scans can help us figure out why we buy music online. | | |
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| Los Angeles has always bred some of the game’s best producers. Legends like Dr. Dre and DJ Quik are two of the greatest producers of all time. But the influence extends far beyond hip-hop. The West Coast has been a huge part of pushing sound forward in a variety of genres, from pop to dance to R&B. | | |
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| Lyrics and context matter, so the acts playing convention-adjacent events need to be careful. "American Bad A**"? Great choice, Kid Rock. "Winner at a Losing Game"? Maybe not, Rascal Flatts. | | |
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| The relationship between black America and indigenous America is historically complex--their stories often intertwine, sometimes overlap, sometimes completely diverge. Freedmen, black people who were owned by the Five Civilized Tribes (Cherokee, Chickasaw, Choctaw, Creek and Seminole), have had a difficult time trying to prove their right to tribal membership. | | |
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| This weekend, Suicide's Alan Vega entered the other dimension that he so often sounded like he was singing from, but his influence will remain immortal. From Springsteen to Bauhaus to LCD Soundsystem, here's a look at some notable names in thrall to Vega's art of darkness. | | |
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| It all started with a ganjo. Two decades ago, a musical whiz kid heard a sound in his head, but couldn't explain it to the banjo player summoned to the Castle Recording Studio, where his band, The Ranch, was tracking. Frustrated, he stopped at a music store on his way home. | | |
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| The island is running out of water | | |
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| When I first heard "You Got Me Singing," a new record by Amanda Palmer and her father Jack, I thought, "How sweet. They probably sang many of these songs together long ago." Then I discovered how wrong I was. The story goes more like this: Amanda Palmer's parents separated when she was about a year old. | | |
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| Like most other '80s and early-'90s babies we know, my roommate and I love reminiscing on the best music era ever the music of the '90s so much that it's become a weekly custom. | | |
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| The music Sufjan Stevens makes is very sad. But his Saturday night (Jul 16) performance at Pitchfork Music Festival was joyous. | | |
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| Eddy Grant can't keep from smiling. It's 1967, and the 19-year-old Londoner is standing on the set of the popular German television show "Beat-Club" with his bandmates in the Equals, miming the group's debut single. The Grant-penned tune, "I Won't Be There," is a bouncy pop anthem spiked with bursts of brass and lead singer Derv Gordon's spirited growl. | | |
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| Why not leave the Instagram account idle, leave the Twitter handle quiet, hole-up on a heavily guarded island somewhere and cook up something undeniably great to reclaim the narrative? | | |
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