Labels to Radio: (You) “Take My Breath Away.” Radio to Labels: “You’ve Lost That Lovin’ Feeling.” (Labels Fighting for Royalties, Radio Charging for Airplay)

In the grand tradition of stocks vs. bonds and “Maverick” vs. “Iceman,” the sketchy, often icy relationship between radio and labels may soon reach a boiling point as labels and their artists are increasingly putting pressure on Congress to change existing laws regarding charging radio broadcasters for playing their music. While songwriters and labels have always benefited from the current legal agreement, the artists themselves (unless they share songwriter credits) do not receive airplay royalties from ASCAP, BMI, SESAC, M.I.A., D.R.I., AC-DC, and NWOBHM*.
David Oxenford, music attorney (and to further drive the Top Gun reference above into your minds, we'll call him “Goose”), claims that changing the existing laws by implementing any of the proposed legislation would negate the present label/radio relationship and would cause radio stations to start charging the labels or musicians for promotional play.

"If you get into the sort of situation where you have a performance royalty, but you also give broadcasters the rights to collect money for featuring music on the air without any sort of announcement that you have to do now to avoid the payola rules, you're going to make the richest artists richer because, for example, if you're a rock station you can't avoid playing U2. So U2 gets richer."

Of course this is utter b.s.; U2 cannot possibly get richer, can they?
“Goose” adds, “For medicine and food, the basics of life, no disclosure is required by law, but music, which everybody loves but isn’t life and death -- requires disclosure of you go to jail, and it’s kind of silly.”

Not everyone loves music, although everyone claims to. And for those who do love music, it IS life and death. I hum a different theme song for each of my unique body emissions, and let's just say when someone like “Left-Eye” Lopes and “Dimebag” Darrell dies, not just a little part of me dies, but a whole honkin’ mid-section!

(Note: I picked these artists because when musicians who die have cute nicknames like “Left-Eye” and “Dimebag,” it is even more important to remember and commemorate their lives.).

Oxenford makes some insightful points, of course. Times are funny right now: radio is floundering, as are labels, so both sides are justifiably trying to squeeze any monies out the other if enforceable. Even the most optimistic of music industry cheerleaders cannot pretend that things will get better for either side in the near future. Just think of that when you are downloading the latest Jordin Sparks or Jonas Brothers. YOU hold the power. Think of the “little” people: record company presidents are filling up their Escalades with regular gas, and I have actually heard of radio broadcasting bigwigs feeding their families with store-bought sushi and domestic beer. For shame! When will this madness end?

Things are just heating up folks so as they say in the gutters, “Watch this space for details.” Until then, please support your labels by going to see terrible campy Broadway music-related extravaganzas like Lennon and All Shook Up and The Times They Are A-Changin,' which are horrible, of course, but feature stellar back catalogs that manage to fill the silk pockets of our music industry heroes (not the artists though... let them remain peasants).

* “New Wave of British Heavy Metal,” of course!

Georgie James To Begin Tour Tomorrow (If Today Is April 4, 2008 And The World Doesn’t Unexpectedly Blow Up Before Then)

Do you know Georgie James? Even if their MySpace quote makes it seem otherwise, this is a band, not a person. Comprised of singer-songwriter Laura Burhenn and former Q & Not U drummer John Davis, the duo has proved quite capable of performing various styles of music, making it that much harder to box them in (a prime example being last year's enjoyable Places on Saddle Creek). And if there's one "ever-present" element in a Georgie James tune, it's the "ever-lovable" hook, which will be on full display as they perform their "Duo Set" (acoustic and without additional musicians) on most of the dates on their upcoming tour.

If this whole shebang sounds like your bag, make yourself "ever-present" (maybe just present) at one of their shows -- the first one kicks off this Saturday in Washington, D.C. -- even if your knowledge of them is less than scholarly. Don't be confused; Georgie James scholars are welcome at every show.

* Georgie James Acoustic Duo Set

Silver Jews Get Israeli On Your Ass, Tour Europe With Tel-Aviv Rockers Monotonix

Let's cut the bullshit and forge the nitty gritty here:

Monotonix: Three-piece Israeli classic rock yet punk-at-heart freak-out band; have tendencies to destroy all venues, playing the show from within the audience, dousing themselves in beer, and lighting themselves on fire; while the Tel-Avivers proclaim "classic rock" as their prime inspiration, they don't consider their own music "classic classic rock," which is just about the only way to put it.

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Silver Jews: David Berman and (at one time) Steven Malkmus' alt-country, indie-rock project predating Pavement; sedated and sardonic with nine years of experience and six albums under their belt (come July); Berman refused to play live until 2006 -- now tours with his wife and fellow Jews member Cassie Berman.

Put it all together and what have you got? Something incomprehensibly epic.

See It To Believe It.

Silver Jews tour:

Watch out Jenny Lewis: The Watson Twins announce the release of Fire Songs

It’s all because of Conor Oberst’s sweaty lovesick lyrics. After releasing four albums with Rilo Kiley, Conor Oberst convinced Jenny Lewis to put together a solo album, 2006's Rabbit Fur Coat. But it wasn’t just Jenny Lewis’ soulful voice that made the record worth playing on repeat. Behind the storytelling of songs like “Rabbit Fur Coat” and “You Are What You Love” were two Louisville Kentucky twins who belted out vocals on their identical sets of tonsils: The Watson Twins.

Consisting of Chandra and Leigh, The Watson Twins drove from Louisville to L.A where they shared drinks and laughs with the likes of Rilo Kiley and Earlimart, which only logically led to concerts in Tokyo and Berlin, and appearances on David Letterman and Conan O’Brien. The whirlwind of traveling with Jenny Lewis led to The Watson twins putting together their own songs, all found on their homemade EP Southern Manners.

Most recently, The Twins sold out a performance at the Getty Museum and appeared at SXSW, and now these folk twins are going to show you how Kentucky girls do it on record. Their first album, Fire Songs, is set to be released June 24 by Vanguard, famous for artists such as Joan Baez and Buddy Guy. Get a taste of it on The Watson Twins' MySpace.

Tracklisting for Fire Songs:

Beirut Cancel European Tour

Zach Condon has announced the cancellation of Beirut's summer European tour. According to a post on Beirut's website, Condon explains how the cancellation is mainly due to "personal" reasons, which include... well, it's probably best if you just read it yourself in its entirety (see below). I can't really relate to Condon's sentiments in any meaningful way, but I can sure sympathize.

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A Letter from Zach

"It's with great regret that I have to tell all of you that Beirut is canceling their summer European shows. My reasons for doing this are many, a lot of them personal, but I still feel I need to provide something of an explanation.

The past two years have been a mindblowing experience. From the first indications that people were putting songs from Gulag up on their blogs to our incredible tour of Australia and New Zealand that we just completed, everything that has happened has been beyond anything I'd ever hoped could happen with the music I wrote and recorded in my bedroom. Once things started happening, I decided I wanted to do everything as big as possible. So, I set about putting together a large band, and giving that band a huge sound, and making the most spectacular records we possibly could.

"I know this can sound like an artist shithead kind of comment, but going through all that really does have its low points along with the highs. The responsibilities of gathering people around your vision, working with great people like those who work directly for the band and those at the label, wanting to insure that every show is as good as humanly possible so that every single person in the audience sees that we put in a real effort, all of that leads to a lot of issues in terms of doing right by people who have done you right.

"It's come time to change some things, reinvent some others, and come back at some point with a fresh perspective and batch of songs.

Please accept my apologies. I promise we'll be back, in some form."

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Here are the canceled tourdates:

Thanks Edwin!

Múm Tour U.S., My Cat’s Insistence on Walking Over My Keyboard Makes Writing This Story Substantially More Difficult Than It Should Be

My cat is an asshole. He contributes absolutely nothing to the house. A true freeloader. He demands to be fed at least half a dozen times per day, and when I finally pour the food, he head-butts the bag so that food scatters into his water bowl. Then, he has the nerve to demand fresh water because of the floating food. He has a special blanket set up on the recliner that he knows he's supposed to sleep on, yet night after night he moves to the couch once I've gone to bed. When inside the house, he sits at the door meowing to go out; when outside, he meows to come in. When I try to walk anywhere in the house, he walks about six inches in front of me in a zig-zag pattern, making it impossible for me to go even a few feet without tripping. He spends the bulk of his waking hours sitting in the window sill staring blankly at the front yard. He prefers to do so with the window open and will pester me about opening it, like, right after I start to nap. Opposable thumbs, bitch.

It's really a lot like having a teenage son. He's got no job, no ambition, no respect for authority; just a sense of entitlement to the fruits of my labor. He has many qualities which one could only describe as "emo." He's been known to engage in highly objectionable behavior involving his testicles, often in the presence of guests. He comes and goes without notice, sometimes worrying me by staying out all night without so much as a phone call, just to let me know everything's okay. Clearly, I'm not asking a lot. Just a little help around the house every once in a while -- and, if it's not too much to ask, a little respect.

Also, Müm is touring:

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