The cast of Glee is starting to complain about all the money being made off of them, most of which they don’t see. I figured something like this was coming down the line. Maybe they’ll do a Monkees and demand to make their records themselves. It’s not like they could be any worse.
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“Maybe I’ll see another 400 bucks”
Monday, August 30th, 2010Who needs viral when you’ve got Fox?
Wednesday, August 11th, 2010They flirted with this last season, but the promise of an all-Britney-Spears episode with Spears herself making an appearance cements the idea: Glee is now more than just a TV show, it’s a handy promotional tool for established pop stars, just like American Idol and So You Think You Can Dance. It won’t be long, I imagine, until that’s all it is. I expect the announcement of an all-Aerosmith episode any day now, with Steven Tyler as some student’s long-lost great-grandfather.
Bieber cashes in
Tuesday, August 10th, 2010In the last few weeks, instead of releasing a new record as he has every month since last August, Justin Bieber has announced a guest appearance on CSI, a 3D concert movie, an illustrated “memoir” (hey, do you remember last November? wasn’t that cool?), and now he’s appearing in a Proactiv skin cleanser infomercial. It’s tempting to think that he and his handlers are seeing signs of Bieber fever cooling off (his last single, “Somebody To Love”, which was probably his best, just squeezed into the top fifteen and has been plummeting the last few weeks), but I doubt if that’s the case. This is merely a consolidation of assets after a year of success as preparations are made for the next phase. And if the next phase doesn’t work, there’s nothing wrong with building up that trust fund while the opportunity is still there.
Kill Pop Stars
Wednesday, June 16th, 2010The Chinese up the ante on anti-piracy rhetoric. Right now the site is overloaded, which shouldn’t be a surprise. After all, who hasn’t fantasized about killing Jason Mraz?
The death of mixtape culture
Monday, May 3rd, 2010This has been going on for a while now, I know, but remember when mixtapes were all underground and shit? Not anymore.

Thank you, Masaru Ibuka
Thursday, April 22nd, 2010Tim Quirk’s wonderful EMP presentation on personal listening devices from the Walkman to the present (Masaru Ibuka was the Sony exec who started the ball rolling) is now available on the Rhapsody blog. It’s somewhat self-serving, personal listening being Rhapsody’s bread and butter, after all, but Quirk is too honest, and too cynical, to do nothing but toot his company’s horn. The clincher for me is the graph showing how broad many people’s personal listening habits are, and how little service they get from radio, or even a lot of the streaming recommendation services (including Rhapsody). If someone could come up with an algorithm to fill that niche, they’d take over radio and the internet in a matter of months. My instinct tells me, though, that not only is such a a thing not possible, but it’s better for all of us that it isn’t.
Thinking big
Thursday, March 25th, 2010Gold records (500,000 sold)? Platinum (1,000,000)? Diamond (10,000,000)? Who cares anymore? As of today the industry will need to think in much bigger terms. How about one billion? That’s how many times, and more, people have watched Lady GaGa’s videos online. That’s not all: there have been nearly three quarters of a billion views of Soulja Boy’s “Crank That” alone, and half a billion views of Beyonce’s “Single Ladies” (not to mention the nearly 200 million views of Dramatic Gopher). This has nothing to do with sales—artists don’t make a dime when people watch their videos—but it should only be a matter of time before somebody comes up with some official, mineral-based designation for the number of views a video receives. With numbers as astronomical as this, how could the industry resist the urge to congratulate itself?
Forward into the past
Wednesday, March 24th, 2010With all the fuss about Justin Bieber in the pop press the last few months, you’d think someone would have noticed what for me is the most interesting, and possibly the most important, aspect of Bieber’s “career”: the incredible rapidity with which he’s been releasing material. His first single came out last July, but that was just a testing of the waters. The real flood started in October. Since then, in a space of less than six months, Bieber has released seven singles, an EP, and an album. That’s an average of a record every three weeks, a pace you’d need to go back to the glory years of James Brown in the mid-sixties to match (and Brown released his records under different names). Either that or back to the 1940s, when there was no such things as LPs, and singles were the only way people could purchase music.
Albums are still a big deal, of course (Bieber’s first LP will probably debut at number one next week), but for the younger audience singles are what really matter, and the ravenous horde of Bieber fans needs to be constantly fed. No doubt this will lead to total burn out, both on Bieber’s and his fans’ part, in less than a year, but in the meantime the old record release paradigm (which was only a couple of years old, anyway) will have been blown wide open. It will be interesting to see how long Bieber waits to release his next non-LP single. I’d be very surprised if it’s more than two months. It will be even more interesting to see who follows Bieber’s path.
“…it’s got too many notes…”
Friday, February 5th, 2010Despite the sheer level of bombast and confused—and confusing—showmanship displayed at this year’s Grammy awards, there was nothing about the show that could be considered controversial. In fact, with its largest audience since 2004, the program can be considered, in business terms at least, a stunning success. But where there isn’t controversy, you can be sure that someone in the news business will create some, and sure enough, here comes MTV, that bastion of journalistic integrity, doing their best to maintain what is now a week long debate over Taylor Swift’s inability to hit certain notes in the chorus of “Rhiannon”, and whether that inability invalidates her entire career.
Just to keep the debate humming, and no doubt to keep his client’s name in the papers (as if she needed the publicity), the owner of Swift’s label, Scott Borchetta, gave an interview providing a defense that ran along the lines of the importance of emotion over technical proficiency, and in the process took a swipe at American Idol. This brought out Kelly Clarkson, who quite rightly felt insulted, though she made it clear that her beef was with Borchetta, and not Swift herself. Swift, meanwhile, with wisdom beyond her years, has kept her mouth shut about the whole thing.
What many of those currently following this apparently meaningless debate may not realize is that it isn’t new. For well over a year, country blogs have been full of comments about Swift’s occasionally erratic pitch in live performance, and the debate has moved pretty much along the same lines it has on MTV over the last week: she can’t sing and her music sucks vs. she can too sing vs. she can’t sing but it doesn’t matter because her records are still great.
My own opinion is that despite obvious technical limitations, Swift is still an excellent vocalist, and an even better songwriter. I’m also tempted to say “who cares as long as the records are good?” Except that a lot of people care, and they care for a very important reason: Swift represents the future of country music, and everyone, whether they like it or not, knows it. They also know that that future is going to be a lot different from the present, in ways that many people may not have even realized.
In terms of the current debate, one piece of the future Swift represents is the ultimate collapse, for a time at least, of the cult of the vocalist, which has ruled country for several years now. Listening to the country top ten over the last few years, it’s been impossible not to notice the almost fetishistic attention that is paid to vocals, especially among male singers. Whether it’s the tenor keening of Rascal Flatts, or the craggy baritone of someone like Trace Adkins, vocal perfection and detail is a central part of their records’ appeal. As such, the songs are no longer the point of most country records, but merely the vehicle for various vocal pyrotechnics.
Oddly, less attention seems to be lavished on women’s vocals (women are somewhat out of the picture in country right now, anyway—though they’re making a comeback, there are only nine in the current country top forty—another area where Swift could end up changing things). In the current market, women are required to be either belters or vamps, and little else (the whole redneck woman phase seems to have faded), and the prettier their voices are the better. Carrie Underwood is the obvious reflection of this, and no doubt Swift’s manager was thinking of her when he made his comment about American Idol. The only major exception beside Swift is Miranda Lambert, and even she had to soften her violent ways to finally get to number one; the others are mostly old-timers like Reba McEntire and Martina McBride.
Swift steps away from this completely. Not that her voice isn’t pretty enough, but because her primary focus is on her songs, not her voice. Not that her songs aren’t shaped to her vocal strengths —of course they are. But that’s because she wrote them, not because she chose them to fit her voice or show it off. And this is another area where Swift could have a major impact on current country. When she accepted her first award Sunday night and thanked her record company for letting her put out an album consisting entirely of her own songs, she wasn’t just rambling, she was helping to overturn a major country paradigm. Few country performers, and certainly not teenagers straight out of high school, record their own material, even if they’re capable of writing it. Only major stars who have proved themselves in the marketplace get to do that, and even then few do.
But if Swift does represent sweeping change in the country market, no one in the country establishment is resisting it. They’re well aware that the music has been in the doldrums the last few years, just like the rest of the music industry, only worse. Like every other genre, country album sales are down over 30% the last couple of years, and without the benefit, so far, of catching on digitally to compensate. They desperately need someone like Swift, who, besides selling a lot of records, promises a whole new paradigm for the industry and its audience, something that more traditional performers like Carrie Underwood or Lady Antebellum could never do, despite their sales.
So they’ve given Swift every award they could think of, and more so. Who can blame them? Name another performer who could generate a week of debate among a non-country audience over a couple of bum notes?
A couple of final kicks
Wednesday, December 16th, 2009I’m about to take them off my RSS feed and my blog roll, but I did want to get one final kick in at the Maura-less Idolator. Two, actually. The first comes from Sasha Frere-Jones, who nailed the situation perfectly the other day when he said Maura had been replaced with “two iPhone apps that crash every hour.”
The other is in reaction to a post by the apps themselves. In a news piece on Nielsen Soundscan’s ranking of the best selling albums of the year and the decade, they make the usual comment about declining album sales, which they finish with “thanks in no small part to the advent of illegal downloading.” Now, I realize that as an all-pop-all-the-time site, they need to spend some time shilling for the major labels, but does that mean they have to be lap dogs for the RIAA, as well? Did they not notice how heavily most critical best of the decade lists are weighted toward the first few years of the oughts (Pitchfork’s top ten of the decade includes only one album made after 2004)? Albums stopped selling because more albums sucked, dimwits. I’ve long been amazed by the fact that the record industry, and therefore too many people who write about the record industry, refuses to make the connection between musical quality and sales. But that sort of thought is beyond the new management of Idolator—who are, after all, paid not to think.
So, goodbye Idolator. You’ve turned into that old house in the middle of the block that used to have really cool, creative people living in it, but is now full of crackheads. Let’s hope somebody bulldozes the place before the addiction spreads.