There is no more music

Who are the real thieves?

Christmas has just past and I have no doubt that music and films on digital versatile media made up a substantial number of the gifts given this year. Which is strange when you consider that they do not exist. Popular music does not exist, no music is currently being produced. There are no films being made and there are no cinemas. Any you do happen across must merely be a figment of your imagination. I know that these previous statements are true because the film making industry, which obviously no longer exists, says they are true.

This was said in 1982. Jack Valenti stated, categorically, that if the video cassette recorder and the blank recordable video cassette tape were not banned, then the film and music making industry would cease to exist. Since they were not banned and Valenti is not a liar, then the entertainment industry as we know and hate it, must have been bankrupted some time in the early 1990's. Long before the advent of home broadband and its' ability to download and distribute music and film. The unthinkable alternative is that Jack Valenti is just a worthless, lying, gobshite. A tool of the talent repressing media cartels that fill our lives with so much unmitigated rubbish.

So what is the truth of the current state of the music industry. According to the BBC news service album sales have never been better, ever. Which is disappointing since music has never been worse, ever, with the possible exception of punk. Despite recent reductions, which have caused an increase in sales and overall profits, CD's are still massively overpriced. The record companies, and Valenti, claim they are recovering development costs. An out and out lie and a fucking cheek because Phillips did all the development and gave away the technology, the same as they did for the music cassette in 1970. The music cassette, for the younger reader, was responsible for the death of the music industry in the seventies which is why the CD was not invented by the music industry.

The problem with the cartels is that they do not understand music or entertainment, only the business. They call all artists content providers, whether they be musicians or film directors. It does not matter to the suits what the content, or even the nature of the content, is, they want something they can force sell. That is why we have to put up with the truly hopeless being judged by the absolutely worthless and then being asked to fork out hard earned cash to buy the result, or pop idol as it is called. This leaves us with the obscene spectacle of the utterly talentless Mariah Carey being paid £20,000,000 to not record any more music.

The cartels have embraced the evil that is the download and now sell music over the internet. Should they be applauded for this step into the twentieth century, despite the fact the rest of us are in the twenty first? Hardly. iTunes have already been reported for overpricing their produce.

I have been accused of being cynical by just about everybody I have ever met. Yet even I would not have the balls to implement the latest Brittany Spears scam. An album of her greatest hits has just been released. Greatest hits albums used to be targeted at the occasional fan, someone who does not want the entire catalogue but would pay for a compendium of the artists best work. Not anymore. This album has four previously unreleased tracks on it. Die hard fans now have to get mummy to buy this album for them, even though they already possess eighty percent of the content (sic).

Stealing music via the internet apparently funds global terrorism and drug trafficking. Having had my shit ruined by both terrorism and drugs I will state now, unequivocally, it is a price I am prepared to pay if it means an end to Valenti, Glickman and the soulless drivel that is spewing out of my television, cinema and radio.