One hell of a year for music. Not so much for musicians— at least the musicians no longer with us. Hard to balance a year like that, pluses and minuses popping up like ads from a virus, canceling one another out or piling one on top of the other ad infinitum until the system collapses from the weight. We all felt the weight whether we all know it or not. So many musicians now on the other side but, lucky for us, so many new musicians taking their places. Jesus. My head spins.
1. Usufructed, and it ain’t fun. Before you ever wrote or even heard that first note of that first song, the cards were already stacked against you. Record labels, publishing companies and every other segment of what would build into the corporate structure which is the music industry have plotted against you from the start. Of course, it was done legally. God forbid that Universal or BMI take anything from you as regards what finally was termed your “intellectual property”. God forbid that they treat the worker bees creating that which they would build into a multi-billion dollar industry like so much chattel. I mean, after all, corporations are people, right? And we know what people do to each other on a constant basis.
Bullseye Records of Canada
Segarini: Don't Believe a Word I Say 