In my previous post I offered some commentary on a recent Lefsetz Letter, but generally touted the Lefsetz Letters as a knowledgable and accurate commentary on the state of music.
I’d like to withdraw that remark. It seems that I had only been reading his articles when I was linked to them by associates, and therefor, only getting the best. Today I headed back there on my own for the first time and found a traditional rant about how such-and-such a record company is fucking music fans etc.
Here is the one and only argument ever needed when someone claims they’re being (or have been) fucked by the record industry: Music is not a right, it is a luxury. It’s not food. It’s not water. It’s not air. It’s not even a warm place to sleep. If you’re being fucked by anyone regarding your listening to music, then you’re letting them fuck you, and most likely, asking for it.
If someone is fucking you and you don’t like it, pull your pants up, don’t whine about it on the Internet.
Oh, and for goodness sake Leftzy, italics are the proper way to emphasize something, lay off the caps-lock.
Here, here. For someone to get so riled up over this really says a lot about Lefsetz’ character. Getting a limb blown off in Iraq is something to get emotional about. The loss of a loved one is something to get emotional about. An injustice is something to get emotional about.
But to raise your blood pressure sitting on your ass contemplating that a song that goes for .99 should REALLY go for .49, is nothing to work yourself over. Lefsetz is a blowhard.