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have cheap "reality shows" and ad agency vultures loot the precious pool of hits from the unique period of decades ago. Must be fitting them great. All for free and coming with an earned atmosphere they could never create.
But for connoisseur´s ears it is a pity and erosion. Hearing master pieces sliced and attached to trivial items like cosmetic stuff, fast food or detergents inflates the audition experience and desecrates the music creation.
Imagine when you one day will merely associate a certain shampoo when hearing the Stone´s Angie or so. Not to mention your kids.
Expiring of copyright on artwork is just as unfounded as law like the peculiar limitation of crime pursue. There exists no actual reason for it, while on the other hand there is plenty for not to set such baseless rules. -
This issue of hit mincing is floating through my mind since a while. Last night there were two youngsters appointed at my place. A guitar student and his musician friend. It came about because every time my student would show me some contemporary piece of music I would mention to him that it was usually adapting from `primary rock and pop´ of preceeding times. So last night they listened to good ol´stuff they had never heard before; thrilled by the beauty and vitality, and recognizing where todays acts feed from.
With the impression from yesterday in mind I thought to make that rant here about gross devaluation of great popular music.
After incredibly rich decades of the past century todays musicians naturally may have not much choice other than taking from ideals, but makers of trash series and commercials sure could either limit themselves to self-grown mediocre clips or to paying due to artists and their bereaved.
Imagine when you one day will merely associate a certain shampoo when hearing the Stone´s Angie or so. Not to mention your kids.
Anyone can do that nowadays if you get a license to use it so it doesn't matter whether or not it's in the public domain. Without getting into a novel of an essay I don't agree with your premise of never expiring copyrights. Life + 70 years is a heck of a long time for intellectual property rights. You'll be long gone and your immediate family will likely be to in terms of benefits from any royalties. Do you realize how much musicality has come forth from people dissecting counterpoint and playing Bach studies over and over and over? Same with Mozart, Weiss, etc. How many times would you have heard Bach's Chaconne had it still been covered in copyright and someone wanted to make it inaccessible? I get your point that you think this music isn't being used as intended in certain circumstances but at the the same time music in the public domain is being used for the right reasons as mentioned above which is for the good of all the arts and education.
But some ads that pillage are art in themselves. It's how one uses it that counts.
I can never forget the wonderful Condor (Bach) moment. Or the New World Symphony selling Hovis bread. (This is in the UK, a long time ago.
Bach's bereaved probably won't mind until we're all DNA-decrypted and properly databased up there in the cloud. Bach was responsible for half the population even when he was alive. Bach was horney.
That's thousands of descendants to sue the cigar companies. I like that it becomes public property. We think we own things until a government explains that we never did.
If kids want to slice it up and own it, that's a good thing. (Paying the living artists what they've earned is the tough part, apparently.
Hey Ruphus. The cigar was called Hamlet, not Condor.
So, I forgot the name of the cigar but can remember the scenario. And most importantly, the sound of a plucked (beautifully) double bass introducing a sparse piano line singing the Air on a G string burned a love of Bach into my being. Does advertising really work? Sometimes better than we might imagine.
However, I wouldn't have minded being one of the Gershwin nephews. They made out like Shieks.
I got things mixed up. Don´t remember in which case those 70 years will apply and when those 25. Isn´t it that the advertising with free oldies that annoys me so much concerns songs already from 25 years ago?
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