"Music" and "Industry" Don't Belong Together
The more I think about this, the more sense it makes, so I'll share it.
To use the word "music" as a modifier to the word "business" or "industry" degrades the word "music." True music is and will always be above commerce. I'm not saying commerce is bad. Hell, I'm not even saying that making a buck off music is intrinsically bad, but the money should flow as a consequence of music. The music should never be subservient to the money.
The problem with the "music business" is that it produces the business music.
Not to name names, but, fuck, Jason Marz, Bruno Jackson (or is it Johnson?), Tyler Swift, Dustin Beaver, and John Major, you little cock suckers of the "music business" are pipsqueaks who have wasted your talents writing insipid drivel. You're the Frankie Avalon and Fabian of the contemporary age -- ooo baby crap that dares not even look askance at -- let alone try to stick it to -- the Man because the Man is signing your paychecks. Your cutesy-putesy wussy-ass bullshit is laughable, especially since it takes itself so seriously.
And you know this is true: You have seen unknown singer-songwriters in coffee shops whose talents dwarf yours. You're frauds. You're packaged, over-produced, over-marketed plastic crap that might as well have come out of some sweatshop in China. You're nothing but a bunch of sickeningly saccharine suckups.
If you are afraid to rock the boat, you will never rock the people!
But what do you care about rocking the people, right? The people love you. Well, yeah, the people love KFC too... And let's face it: The people don't even know you; they know some manufactured version of you dreamed up by spin doctors sitting around a conference table in Manhattan or LA.
Oh, sure, you might make some nice background music for elevators and grocery stores, and you surely make a few bucks, but what is a man who gains the world and loses his soul? You'll never be relevant in any enduring sense. They'll just eat you up and shit you out.
Now, before you accuse me of being spiteful or jealous:
Let's just get it out: I am jealous and resentful of your wealth, but if I made that kind of money, I would only feel good about it if I did it by curing cancer or something... or being Bob Marley or the Beatles -- you know, an artist with balls.
What's to be jealous of? Paparazzi following your hungover ass to the grocery store? No, I'm not jealous. I don't want to be a guitar-strumming, singing and dancing Kardashian. That's your thing.
Thank Goddess for Hip-hop!
At least there is one genre of music that has carried the Stick-It-to-the-Man torch admirably since Kurt Cobain put the final bullet in the head of rock-and-roll.
I hear hip-hop artists make pretty good bank, too. ;-)