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by Colonel Panic_Archive
I don't get the argument. What's wrong with good music being more accessible?
Shitty music has always been accessible. Hell, it's more than accessible, it's ubiquitous! It's crammed into your earholes everywhere you go. Walk into a clothing store, a grocery store or a fast-food restaurant and what do you hear? Crap music. Turn on the TV or radio, what do you hear? Crap music. Go out to any random club or bar on any random night, what are you likely to hear?
Good music is far less common.
It used to be that if you wanted to listen to something non-mainstream, you'd have to go to a record store and spend a lot of money on imports or indies, if they even had what you were looking for, and they often didn't. You could special-order it and wait 2 weeks or more for it to come in, but if was OOP you'd be SOL unless you could find it in some specialty record shop for several times the original price.
I'm not just talking about rock music here. It's even harder to find good jazz and classical stuff in record stores, again, unless you go to the specialty shops.
Nowadays you can download music and listen to it, then if you like it you can order the CD online or you can just download a high-quality or even lossless sound file of it for a few cents, or even for free if yuo want to go that route. You can find a *ton* of rare, foreign small-label or OOP stuff on eBay or in record collectors' forums. No more trolling every used record store in town or attending swap meets to find used vinyl.
A wider variety of music is easier to get than ever before. This is awesome!
What is the problem with this? You're thinking I won't appreciate the music as much because I haven't placed a false, extrinsic value on the physical medium the music has been encoded into? Are you insane?
I'd say the reverse is true. Nowadays, music stands on its own merit rather than how obscure or rare it is to find. I used to know collectors who would spend $75 on a rare European import by the band SPK, only to get it home, throw it on the wheel and find out it's 20 minutes of a single 2-bar beat running on a cheap drum machine with a bunch of fucking test tones dubbed over the top of it. This guy would put it in his "collection" along with all his other dubious prizes, stuff he paid a small fortune to own but never even listens to, for fear of scratching it or wearing it out, or else just because it sounds like fucking bullshit.
Nowadays I can listen to a song, decide whether I like it, then buy it (or not), all from the comfort of my own home. I buy music on the merits of the music itself, not the album cover or the positive reviews I've read or because it will complete my set of the 23 rare live concert recordings that have only been released in limited, numbered pressings of 5,000.