Posted in Conscious Media, Cool Products, Eco -Chic, Miscellaneous on March 30th, 2007
THE “LIB” CONFRONTS HIS INNER CONTROL FREAK
At the bottom of this posting is a link to an article from last Sunday’s New York Times, telling of the decision by the major players of the recording industry to phase out funding long playing albums by new and up and coming artists.
This is tragic news for many of us baby boomers for whom the album is more than a collection of songs, but a vital part of the soundtrack of our lives.
But no matter how much I realize that time waits for no man, and pride myself on being at the forefront of those willing to embrace new technologies, there are times when this is more difficult than others. The passing of long form album is one of those times. So, let’s all cry in our beer together as we celebrate what once was.
For many of us forty and above, 45-RPM singles were how we were developed our music jones, that quasi-clinical, belly-knawing addiction that as teenagers forced many of us to do what no child should be forced to do.
Now, many years later and after intensive therapy, I feel safe enough to reveal that I was one such child, forced unfairly, I might add, to choose between the momentary oral gratification of the latest junk food craze or of trading up for the near heavenly pleasure derived from owning my very own copy of the hottest new hit single being played to death that week on Top 40 radio.
I’m happy to say that when forced to choose, usually I opted for the latter and fed my music monkey, a condition which plagues me to this day. But I am getting ahead of myself here.
Needless to say, it didn’t take long for my little upstairs bedroom in my parent’s house to be overrun with my music purchases. Luckily, because it was upstairs, I didn’t have to worry about my parents coming up there all that much. The old out of sight out of mind situation, which I would be thankful for later on when I wanted to smuggle my date up there for what was known in those days as submarine races. This is particularly true in the winter as the room was a far better option than either hanging out on a cold corner, or getting the stink eye from the waitress at the local ice cream parlor as my date and I tried to stretch a couple of ice cream sodas into an entire evening.
Moving on, the mid to late 1960’s saw the 45-rpm single eclipsed by a new media delivery vehicle, the long-playing album. For me, this coincided with the British Invasion and the release of Meet The Beatles in January 1964.
In the years that followed, my collection expanded to include legendary albums – The Beatles’ Rubber Soul and Revolver, The Beach Boys, Pet Sounds, and The Rolling Stones, Aftermath, being a few of them that would establish the 12 inch long-playing album as the medium of choice for serious musical expression, and a must have for collectors like myself.
Then there were the concept albums, works of art not satisfied with being merely a collection of great songs, but which had a consistent theme throughout. Albums such as Tommy by the Who, Sergeant Pepper by the Beatles and Days Of Future Passed by the Moody Blues, being but a few of the most popular.
But as great as these disks were, they too would also pass into history, taking with them, as far am I’m concerned, the heyday of the long-playing album.
What remained is what we still have today, albums in name only, with little if any cohesiveness, containing at best two or three hit songs rounded out with a lot of what can only be called filler.
Well guess what?
The American music public, commonly more astute than the population at large, is onto this game and has taken what I consider to be appropriate action.
Now rest assured this does not mean picketing the nearest home entertainment store, regardless of how good an idea that that might be to us baby boomers raised on a tradition of civil disobedience.
What it does mean is making a conscious decision to obtain music from other than the traditional sources and in the newer and technologically superior formats. Hence, the rapid growth of the legal download sites and the decrease in non-virtual albums sales, which that the attached article credits as the prime reason for the recording industry’s decision to stop producing albums.
For the music lover, downloading tunes is a win – win situation. Not only do we get the latest digitally mastered / remastered music from the majority of our favorite artists, but we also get to audition each track before hand and purchase only those good enough to be a part of the soundtrack of our lives.
No more crappy filler, music so bad that collectors such as myself have had to burn our own disks so to be free of the sinkers that should have been left to de an ignominious death in someone’s vault.
The other obvious benefit is the cost. Tracks on I-Tunes, the largest and best managed of the legal download sites, cost ninety-nine cents per., with most standard albums available for less than ten dollars.
Putting pencil to paper, downloading represents as much as a fifty percent savings when compared with the average price of a packaged CD, most of which hit the ground somewhere in the thirteen to eighteen dollar range. Think about it, not only do you get to cherry pick the best of the best, but you save money too, a consolation for those still reeling from all those passed up treats as a child. What could be better?
Then, of course there is the environmental benefit, this is after all a green themed website. Less packaged CD’s sold today, means less plastic junk to wind up down the road at one of our planet’s already overcrowded landfills. So buying music downloads rather than CD’s makes one a good environmental citizen to boot.
But I think the thing that I find most attractive; all of the preciously mentioned benefits aside, is the ease of storage that digitally archived music offers.
At our house, CD’s, cassettes and other assorted prerecorded media fill an entire bedroom closet, not to mention the dozen or so banker boxes in the garage, and that does not include the records, either, which is a story for another day.
Whereas my portable hard drive stores the best of that collection in less than forty gigs of space. The best thing is that this is in a package small enough to fit in a corner of my briefcase.
So why then with all of these warm fuzzy positives do I still lament the passing of the album?
I guarantee you that I’m not shedding any tears about what this will mean to the record industry. Chameleons that they are, they will survive this change of events while conjuring up new revenue streams to replace that which they are loosing.
Nor do I feel all that much for the recording artist. For sure, they will suffer from not knowing what it is like to waste tens of thousands of dollars in the name of experimentation.
But what with the availability of low cost digital recording gear and the wealth of lower cost recording operations dotting the landscape, they will do alright as well.
Besides it is time that many or these prima donnas start thinking as businessmen and not as wards of the record company. There are many revenue streams open to modern performers, and more, which I’m sure will unveil themselves in the years to come. All it takes is a little research and determination.
So what is it then? Why does the thought of the passing of albums have me so freaked out?
After much soul searching it dawns on me that the person that I feel the sorriest for in this situation is myself.
Why? I really don’t know
And to be honest, I don’t think I will have a handle on it anytime soon.
Perhaps it is the control freak in me
Yeah, that’s the ticket.
LIB – Editor
Referenced Article: The Album,
Many years ago, in another professional lifetime, I happened to author a television treatment called “2021: Tommorow’s World Today”, which dealt with just such a scenario. Mine was fiction. But to tell you the truth, it was not a lot different from what is predicted here. God help us all. - LIB
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