One of the great things about the internet is that, when you think of an idea, specifically a joke, to post online, you can very quickly check to see how many people have already made it, and with a lot more effort than you were prepared to put into it.
I give you…
For fuck’s sake, Britain:
Dear Diary,
There’s been a run of music business related posts recently, and… I know that you’re not fantastically interested in the music business.
It’s okay, you don’t need to apologise.
You’re a diary.
You want scandal, and…
Okay, you want basically just want scandal. You want salacious gossip, inappropriately revealing detail. You want, in a word, intimacy. Because of course you’re not just a diary: you’re a pillow book.
And of course I’m happy to oblige. I enjoy writing that stuff more anyway.
So, Diary, explain to me… please… because I really don’t understand it…
Why would any professional musician right now want to put their music on Spotify?
Taylor Swift has just removed her entire catalogue from the music screaming service, to much internet hububbery. And earlier in the year there was a similar hubbub when a Grammy-nominated artist shared his royalty statements.
There is more and more talk about how streaming is the inevitable future of the music industry. And many of my friends use Spotify and love it. But I can’t for the life of me see how the business model adds up.
And I’m not saying it doesn’t, or couldn’t. I’m just saying that I can’t see it. And if anyone fancies explaining it to me I’ll be happy to hop on board the streaming train.
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