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Deep Thought

Friday, May 10th, 2013

The medium is the message only if:

a) The message is unimportant
b) The message is a cliché, banality, or truism
c) The message is misunderstood
d) The import of the message is ignored

In all other cases, though the medium can reinforce or modify or color the message, it is never the message itself.

Message is beyond medium.

(The above tipped off by Dan Charnas’s piece in Billboard, in which it’s considered surprising that hip-hop artists would be sharply criticized and castigated for their lyrics by actual hip-hop fans, rather than the usual clueless conservatives.)

Just Being Jimmy

Monday, October 29th, 2012

It rambles, a lot, but Andrew O’Hagan’s piece in the London Review of Books on the Jimmy Savile scandal is one of the best things I’ve read about it. O’Hagan presents a wealth of historical background about the culture at the BBC over the years, and the broadcaster’s willingness to look the other way when faced with the “eccentricities” of people like Savile. I have my doubts about Hagan’s turning the blame toward the culture at large, but he certainly makes a strong case:

The public made Jimmy Savile. It loved him. It knighted him. The Prince of Wales accorded him special rights and the authorities at Broadmoor gave him his own set of keys. A whole entertainment structure was built to house him and make him feel secure. That’s no one’s fault: entertainment, like literature, thrives on weirdos, and Savile entered a culture made not only to tolerate his oddness but to find it refreshing. We can’t say so. We can’t know how to admit it because we don’t know who we are. ‘This is the worst crisis I can remember in my nearly fifty years at the BBC,’ John Simpson said on Panorama. ‘It’s off the scale of everybody’s belief system,’ said the DJ Paul Gambaccini.

But it is our belief system. And now it is part of the same system to blame Savile. He’s dead, anyway. Let’s blame him for all the things he obviously was, and blame him for a host of other things we don’t understand, such as how we love freaks and how we select and protect people who are ‘eccentric’ in order to feed our need for disorder. We’ll blame him for that too and say we never knew there would be any victims, when, in fact, we depend on there being victims. Savile just wouldn’t have been worth so much to us without his capacity to hurt.

Depressing

Tuesday, July 10th, 2012

Spin Magazine Is Sold to Buzzmedia, With Plans to Expand Online Reach

Considering what Buzzmedia did to Idolator, and the overall worthlessness of Stereogum and Hype Machine, this may be the worst news of the week. Unless it’s this.

Same Old Song

Thursday, June 7th, 2012

With a headline like “How Streaming Music Will Change Culture… for the Better” I expected this article by Eliot Van Buskirk on Evolver.fm to be packed with bullshit, but I didn’t expect to find all the bullshit. Almost every hackneyed stereotype about the music business and the major labels, even the ones that contradict each other, can be found here, and maybe even some new ones. Did you know that pop music was bad because the labels are interested in nothing but instant hits? Oh, you’ve heard that one? How about song length being determined by physical format (although that has nothing whatsoever to do with the main argument)? Oh. Well, how about the long tail? OK. Uh, Milli Vanilli were worse than the Beatles because their record label wasn’t thinking in terms of a long lasting career. How ’bout that?

I’ll admit I’d never heard that last argument before, at least not in such oddly specific terms, but that’s only because no one was dumb enough to make it. Almost everything Van Buskirk says here is wrong, and even the stuff he gets right is used to reach ridiculous conclusions. He seems to have no understanding of the pop audience, the economics of the music business, the impact of technology on the making and consumption of music, or how to edit out the parts of his first draft that don’t apply to his argument.

For example, why would the permanence of recorded sound make it more necessary for music to be immediately attractive? Wouldn’t this be more the case when pop music was only heard on theatrical stages or in parks, and distributed via sheet music, where the possibility that an audience would only hear a song once made instant impact all the more important? Those were the days when encores really were encores and singers would re-perform the song that had gotten the best crowd reaction, or that they were hoping most to sell. There’s a reason why most of that music hasn’t survived: it was largely based on novelty, repetition, and easy familiarity. (The songs are also roughly the same average length as the pop music of today, disproving Van Buskirk’s ideas about mechanical reproduction limiting song length).

Then there’s the matter of Spotify’s numbers in regard to it’s subscribers’s listening habits. I have no doubt this is true; I’ve seen evidence of the same in figures released by other streaming sites. But this doesn’t prove what Van Buskirk thinks it proves. It may well prove the opposite, illustrating not the idea that music or careers are more long lasting when unlimited in availability, but giving a truer picture of how the audience prefers, once they’ve pledged their allegiance to a record or an artist, to listen to the same thing over and over and over again. The plain fact is that the record companies and radio networks need to cajole, lure, and sometimes force a large part of their audience to ever listen to anything new. Take a look at the chart for adult contemporary radio, the format least active in pushing new music: records in the top ten can easily stay there for six months at a time, and often longer.

If the industry followed Van Buskirk’s logic, new records would come out at a glacial pace and new artists would find it almost impossible to break into the top ranks. Instead of reviving the industry, it would make things even worse. Van Buskirk doesn’t seem to understand that the labels don’t dictate to the audience, but rather follow the audience’s direction and try to predict where they’re going as best they can—and, most of the time, fail to do so. The labels and radio lead from the back, as the saying goes. Fortunately, most of the streaming services don’t seem to see things in the same way as Van Buskirk. More and more, they’re becoming like the labels themselves: pushing new artists, following trends, trying to diversify their coverage as much as possible. Ultimately, they’ll come to depend on the big hits and artists as much as every other aspect of the industry, and a lot more of those artists will be comparable to Milli Vanilli than to The Beatles. That’s the way the pop business has always been, and always will be.

Financing the Pirates

Wednesday, June 6th, 2012

So who exactly is providing advertising revenue to download sites and pirates? How about those legally-protected-from-taking-the-blame guys, otherwise known as your ISP? Why aren’t the RIAA and MPAA taking these guys to court? Um, let me guess.

Crash Course

Monday, April 30th, 2012

This is a little old (over a week, which in internet time means dead and buried), and I don’t usually bother attacking bad essays by people who, as far as I know, don’t normally write about pop music, but there are so many things that irritate me about Dodai Stewart’s take on Gotye’s “Somebody That I Used to Know” on Jezebel that I feel the need to mention it. The piece is like a crash course on everything that’s wrong with internet punditry.

On the surface, there’s nothing that mistaken about it. Everything that Stewart says about the man’s side of the song is exactly right: it does sound like a crap email from some dude whose expectations about a relationship, and the end of one, don’t seem to include any self-knowledge or any idea of what the woman is feeling. But as people point out in the comments, because she never takes the woman’s verse in the song into consideration, Stewart’s attack is meaningless. While she doesn’t misrepresent the male character’s point of view, she does misrepresent the song as a whole. She turns an attack on a character Gotye created into an attack on Gotye himself, which makes no sense at all.

Stewart than adds to the problem by trying to explain herself to those commenters who call her on her chicanery. First, she admits that she’s aware of the woman’s verse, but was focusing on the guy. In other words, she confesses to leaving out essential information so her attack on the song makes sense (or so she could attack it at all). This is the equivalent of what politicians and political commentators do when they selectively quote their opponents while leaving out all modifiers, qualifying phrases, and context. It’s the cheapest shot any pundit can take. It puts Stewart, by her own admission, in Breitbart territory.

She then resorts to the lamest excuse of all time: it was just a joke. “of course it’s tongue in cheek,” she replies to one commenter, “do you know what site this is?” Yes, we do, but first of all, there’s nothing in the piece that suggests it’s tongue-in-cheek, and second, it isn’t funny. Not once. Claiming the piece was tongue-in-cheek doesn’t excuse Stewart’s errors, it compounds them.

Even more irritating, though, is the unspoken assumption that lies behind the creation of this piece in the first place. The biggest clue to this can be found in the headline (which to be fair, Stewart may not have written, but since it echoes everything in the piece itself any editors who may exist at Jezebel were following her lead). It’s not in the business about a crap email, though, but in the opening phrase: “America’s Number One Pop Song…”

We all know what that means, don’t we? It means this song is popular. Millions of people have bought it, are streaming it, are listening to it on the radio. And we all know what the pop masses are: they’re stupid. They’re only buying and listening to this song because it has a nice lilting melody and a cute arrangement and a lead vocal somewhat reminiscent of Sting. The pop masses don’t pay attention to lyrics; they have no idea what this song is really about or what a douche this guy really is. They need to have it explained to them.

That Jezebel is the last place anyone would choose to explain anything to the masses (choir preaching is their forté) is beside the point. What matters is that one can feel superior to the general public by making assumptions about them that they lack the intellectual wherewithal, or interest, to refute. The idea that people are attracted to this song because of the lyrics, because of the message it conveys, because of the back and forth between the two characters, never enters Stewart’s head.

It’s too long ago for me to remember, but did people feel the same need to explain this song’s obvious antecedent, The Human League’s “Don’t You Want Me” (the storylines are different, but the basic idea—obtuse male refusing to recognize his ex’s need for independence, with verses given to both characters—is the same)? Since the idea of the general public being idiots is the most common, if unspoken, justification for punditry (the second most common is that they are unable to speak for themselves and need the pundit to express their desires), I suppose there were people who did, but they didn’t have a monster soapbox like the internet to stand on. They just bored their friends with it.

If only Stewart had chosen to do the same.

Don’t Worry About the Internet

Thursday, April 19th, 2012

In an interview with Pitchfork, Skrillex addresses all the hate he gets on the internet. He shows a lot more common sense about it than most commentators and pundits do (he shows a lot of common sense about most things, in fact):

I don’t care if people hate me. I mean, I get it. When you were young, you were like, “The Backstreet Boys are gay!” And kids are on computers now. I’ll post something on Facebook, and then, within two seconds, there are comments: “Fuck you dude… you suck… pussy… bitch… faggot… you ruined dubstep… emo.” But if you look at their profiles, they’re so young. To everyone else on the street, there’s this really elitist, big group of haters everywhere. But fine. No offense to young kids.

The point about the age of commenters is important, but more important is the point about them being on computers in the first place. As Robert Lane Greene, in an article about Facebook in Intelligent Life points out, the real difference social networking has made isn’t in what people say, but in how far and how quickly what they say is broadcast, and in the resultant desire to say something outrageous just to get more attention (the other difference that Greene doesn’t mention is the attempt to commercialize these ephemeral statements, but that’s a different matter). What’s said is little different than what has been said on playgrounds, in lunchrooms, in kid’s bedrooms and between cubicles for years. That doesn’t make it any less stupid, but once the world adjusts to it (i.e., once the the generation for whom it’s second nature takes over), it won’t be any more meaningful, either. In a lot of ways, the complaints aren’t much different than those made about rock and roll in the 50s. That didn’t destroy the world, either; or if it did, we haven’t noticed it yet.

What Are You Trying To Sell Me Now?

Tuesday, March 27th, 2012

It appears that when David Guetta isn’t trying to bludgeon his listeners into submission with over-obvious dance tracks, he’s trying to take their money in another way: by selling product placement to the highest bidder. And not just in his own videos—he and his wife Cathy have formed a company with the ridiculous and obvious name of My Product Placement in order to match up advertisers with artists for prime visual real estate. This follows the founding last year of another company, My Love Affair, a branding agency designed to help performers form partnerships with companies and get their music into commercials, movies, and TV shows.

This sort of thing is going to happen, and has been happening, anyway, but it’s depressing to see an artist, even a hack like Guetta, not just taking advantage of the opportunities, but pursuing an active lead in turning pop music into just another profit center. I know, I know, it always has been, but not to everybody, and not as a matter of stated and accepted policy, at least not among the artists themselves. There’s something about the naked display of greed that’s unsettling, plus the obvious fact that it becomes harder than ever to trust the intentions of almost anyone making music. I’m always going to have that question lurking in the back of my mind: What are you trying to sell me now?

Critics! Bah!

Friday, January 28th, 2011

I’ll read just about anything on the history and future of criticism, but I’ll be damned if I can figure out what the point is of this piece in The Awl. I’m not even sure it has a point other than “Don’t worry about critics having too much power, they get old and die just like everybody else”. It makes a lot of historical references, some of which seem to contradict the point, and that jumble gossip columnists with political pundits with critics (he may as well be comparing sportswriters with garden columnists). If the author has any opinion about criticism itself, its actual purpose and importance and role in the arts and popular culture, there’s no mention of it, so I have no idea whether he’s for critics having long careers or against it. And then I see that the author is a student, and I think he’ll learn, he’ll grow out of it, he’ll realize there’s more to it than that (he may even learn how to write), but I also think, why the hell did the Awl publish this? What kind of connections does this kid have? And how long will his tenure as a critic be?

Compare and contrast

Friday, January 28th, 2011

Although I welcomed the arrival of Popdust, I’ve been a little put off by the reality—a little too jokey and snarky, a little too concerned with trivialities. Any new endeavor needs time to find itself, though, and the site has taken a big step in that direction this week with a correspondence between popduster (and former Idolator) Maura Johnston and LA Times music critic Ann Powers comparing the new videos from Avril Lavigne and P!nk, and the message the two artists are sending to young women (Johnston’s opening post is here; Powers’s reply here). It’s somewhat unfair—Lavigne has always been a bit of a fraud, and P!nk has certainly never kept her feminism a secret—but it’s good to see nonetheless. More of the same sort, please.