Music is something shared by friends.
In your lonely room you listen to your tunes. Certain songs strike a chord somewhere inside you.
You share these songs with your friends. You play them when you get together. You tell them of your newfound gem. You look up a band’s website together and see what else they’ve done. This is a social interaction . . . an age-old bonding ritual. Mom did it with CDs. Her mother did it with Cassettes. Her mother did it with 45s. Her mother did it with 78s. Her mother did it with sheet music and a piano.
This is how music GETS to be popular. This is the mechanism by which music is found by an individual and subsequently purchased.
Boys do it. Girls do it.
Boys play tunes on their car radios and roll down the windows to Impress others with their subwoofers.
Girls get together and share feelings.
Boys boast of 23,840 tunes on their ipods. (More than is on any of his friends’? He wins!)
Girls know the words to every song on theirs.
Peeps, I’m leading you someplace with all this.
That place is here:
The proponents of DRM are music industry executives and lawyers.
Their goal is to keep Junior from getting 23,000 tunes. (Not that he listens to most of them)
Their goal is to keep me from putting an MP3 on a thumb drive and sharing it with a friend.
They are guys grown up.
They do not understand that I bought a CD BECAUSE I got a song from a friend.
DRM creates a dead end and inhibits the propagation of a song’s popularity, thereby decreasing the number of sales. Exactly opposite of the music industry’s intention.
Does anyone listen to radio any more?
Those who embrace the new era of music sharing will survive.
DRM = a Disaster Regarding Music.