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Nov
16th
Mon
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Congratulations Sophistpundit.

Congratulations to Adam on five years of blogging at Sophistpundit, which he apparently began at the age of 19.

Now I will point out that there were no blogs when I was 19*, so I started a diary. It lasted for three months, and I used it to chronicle my thoughts on CGI in movies, Shakespeare, and my dread of dance class. Thankfully, the diary is long gone.

At any rate, congratulations.

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*Actually, it turns out there were blogs when I was 19, and I missed out on my chance to be an internet pioneer. Oh well.

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Nov
12th
Thu
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CMA Shout Out

Only the Country Music Association could give its ‘New Artist of the Year’ award to a guy who had his first hit record fifteen years ago, but in honor of Darius Rucker’s big win, I present this, his finest hour:

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Okay, I was kidding, but it’s actually pretty awesome (and disgusting).

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Nov
8th
Sun
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Strangetastic Issue 3: Old Time Religion

The new issue of my online horror magazine is up, and I’m really glad that I got this issue’s main story, The Revival. It’s the story of a man who abandons his religion in a time of grief, then returns to it for love. Also, there is horror. Enjoy!

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Also, if you enjoy the story, take some time to let the author know. He blogs at Join the Birdie.

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Nov
6th
Fri
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Amateur Music

The death of the long tail?

A few months ago, The Guardian ran a story reporting that most music didn’t sell a single copy in 2008:

According to his and Bud’s research, 80% of all revenue came from about 52,000 tracks – the “hits” that powered the music industry. Broken down by album, only 173,000 of the 1.23m available albums were ever purchased – leaving 85% without a single copy sold.

“I think people believed in a fat, fertile long tail because they wanted it to be true,” Mr Bud told the Times. “The statistical theories used to justify that theory were intelligent and plausible. But they turned out to be wrong.”

“The relative size of the dormant ‘zero sellers’ tail was truly jaw-dropping,” Page emphasised.

I couldn’t agree with that last sentence more, though I probably feel differently about it than the study’s co-author. When I read it, my first thought was “Holy crap, there are 1.23 million albums for sale”. The article doesn’t say when all of those albums were first released. I doubt they were all produced in 2008, so it’s entirely possible that they made some money in the past. It’s also safe to assume that scarcity is dead in more than one way.

It isn’t just that the business model of selling discrete units of music is dying, but also that there is more competition within the field of music than there used to be. Rather than seeing older works fall out of print to make room for newer artists, or having music labels farm a small crop of hit makers while more obscure artists languish, there is an increasingly flat and democratic (or anarchic) field for musicians.

Of course, this is pretty much the party line of copyright reformers everywhere. “Information wants to be free” and all that, but that isn’t my point. The point is that the long tail remains even when the money isn’t there.

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A brief aside on my history with music.

I love music like a teenager should. I honestly can’t help myself. I spend more on new music than a grown man is supposed to, but I’m making up for a lot of lost time.

I grew up in a religious family during a time when evangelical Christians viewed popular music as an evil influence, and even “Christian rock” was looked upon with suspicion. We didn’t listen to much recorded music in my home, and what we did listen to didn’t inspire me to seek out more. I didn’t really start exploring music seriously until my late twenties, when I got my first real job and could afford to take risks on new music.

But music still played a huge role in my life, except that it was the music of an older time. Baptist church music. Group hymn singing. Gospel quartets playing bluegrass standards with Christian lyrics.

Later, when I studied theatre in college, I developed a grudging respect, and then a secret love for, the songs and music from our stage productions.

Amateur music.

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In Defense of Amateurs

In one of his talks, copyright reformer Lawrence Lessig quotes this statement to Congress from John Philip Sousa:

These talking machines are going to ruin the artistic development of music in this country. When I was a boy…in front of every house in the summer evenings, you would find young people together singing the songs of the day or old songs. Today you hear these infernal machines going night and day. We will not have a vocal cord left. The vocal cord will be eliminated by a process of evolution, as was the tail of man when he came from the ape.

Lessig makes the point that, beneath the hyperbole, Sousa’s prediction came true. Musical entertainment became a predominantly passive after the introduction of recorded music. Most people, I think, consider music something you listen to, but for me, was always something you made, or at the very least, participated in.

I love that.

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So what does it mean if scarcity is dead, but the long tail fails to generate the income needed to be a professional musician, or writer for that matter?

I’ve written before that amateurs should be celebrated rather than stigmatized. I think this development makes that change inevitable. The reality is that most artists have always needed supplemental income, but those artists rarely had a voice outside of their community. As more amateurs gain an audience, the distinction between amateur and professional should  disappear.

Does that mean artists shouldn’t be paid? Of course not,  but it does mean that most artists probably won’t be. As an artist, I have to be okay with that, or I have to stop being an artist.

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Nov
3rd
Tue
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Report of the Postmaster General (1898)

Combining two of my obsessions, Sarah Winchester and Google Books, here’s a passage from the 1898 Annual Report of the Postmaster General in which Mrs. Winchester argues that rural mail delivery should continue in Santa Clara county:

I understand that this is the kind of thing that only the truly obsessed care about, but everyone’s obsessed about something. Right?

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Oct
30th
Fri
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Halloween Post 7: My Jack O’Lantern

Halloween Post 7: My Jack O’Lantern

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Halloween Post 6: The Haunted Mansion

If Halloween is my favorite day of the year, then Disney’s Haunted Mansion is my favorite place. Check out this video on its creation:

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Halloween Post 5: Zombie Jamboree

Harry Belafonte performs Zombie Jamboree in 1969, with sexy zombie dancers:

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Halloween Post 4: Faces of Bélmez

I’m a skeptic, but I love a good ghost story, and if that story purports to be true, I love it even more.

The face in the upper left corner haunted me as a child. I must have seen it on the Ripley’s Believe it or Not! television show or That’s Incredible, but wherever I encountered it, it stuck with me.

Here’s what Wikipedia has to say on the topic:

The appearances in Bélmez began on August 23, 1971, when María Gómez Cámara claimed that a human face formed spontaneously on her cement kitchen floor. María’s husband, Juan Pereira and their son, Miguel, destroyed the image with a pick axe and new cement was laid down. However, the Pereira story goes, a new face formed on the floor. The mayor of Bélmez was informed and forbade the destruction of the new face. Instead, the floor cement was cut out and taken for study.

María’s home, advertised to the tourists as La Casa de las Caras (The House of the Faces), was built in the 19th century. An excavation, conducted under the location of the house, revealed human remains, which were removed. However, this did not stop the purported phenomenon. By Easter of 1972 hundreds of people were flocking to the house to see the faces. For the next 30 years the Pereira family claimed that faces continued to appear. They were both male and female, of different shapes, sizes and expressions.

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Halloween Post 3: My Halloween Set

A few years ago, my best friend and I decided to throw a Halloween party. Since I had previous experience building theatre sets, I volunteered to decorate. I’m still proud of the work I did here, even if I rue my poor photography skills.

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