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Monday, September 13
STOP FREAKING OUT, EVERYTHING'S GOING TO BE REALLY FUCKING DOPE IF YOU CARE FOR THE RIGHT THINGS AND THE RIGHT PEOPLE, I PROMISE
Why do bands release physical discs anymore? The Band started crunching numbers the other day and we got to realizing we could save a little over a thousand bucks on our EP if we scrap a physical product. There's no use in selling music when people get it for free already, so why not just give it away online? I know this isn't THAT novel of an idea, but I don't think it's done enough.
We're treating The Band like an upstart. Sowhatwhocares. Spare me the, "DO IT FOR ARTISTRY...MANNNN" bullshit. We have that covered. We just want to make a few extra bucks in the process, and it makes NO sense to put all focus on a disc that is really nothing more than a coaster once it's been ripped to your iPod. If you want to go through Tower Records nostalgia, go for it. We won't be there.
All that musicians can sell are tickets and great t-shirts that people will want to wear. So, obviously, the solution to sticking around, even marginally, is to make a great experience for people to talk about and provide great fashion by considering only a 15-year-old's weekly allowance for cost. So starts the bidding wars with t-shirt makers and clubs to avoid getting in the red. It's fucking math, man. It just. Makes. Sense.
I'm beginning to realize that artists who can't make it work are just really fucking dumb, or just really bad at math.
I'll probably regret saying that in a few months or hours. I don't care.