I’m no economist (though I did make a B in my Macro class in college) but, as we all do, I have my own opinions on many economic topics. The recent recession is, of course, one of them. I have pondered and read about the causes and effects and I have come to realize that a down fall is necessary. It’s the economy’s way of weeding out the superfluous corporations and businesses to balance competition. Sure, it may take out some big players (for instance, Circuit City) that you wouldn’t expect to fall which will mean people lose jobs (making everything worse and perpetuating hard times) but, it has to happen from time to time. If you need a for instance, just look at the prices of electronics and how stores are having several days of “Black Friday” deals. The sudden need for real consumer awareness has made stores and manufacturers actually have to compete for business. At this moment, the general consumer seems to be both cautious and confident which is a beautiful combination.

The ebb and flow of the economy naturally keeps companies honest, so to speak.

The entertainment world is affected a little differently. While movie and marketing budgets may get cut, you will seldom see (save promotional “deals” at theaters) lowered cost to see a movie. In fact, documentaries such as “Micheal Jackson’s This Is It” had elevated ticket costs. God knows you won’t get a (real) break for theater concessions! They do give you choices now that make you think your getting a deal but you’re still paying five bucks for ten cents worth of soda.

As far as music, a CD used to cost twenty dollars or more until file sharing started to take off. Then the big cheeses decided to drop it down. They even released statements to get the word out (this was in the late ‘90s). However, with rising cost of fuel, labor, equipment and everything else, the cost of seeing live shows went up.

Here is where it gets weird for me. I was thinking about movies like “New Moon” and how much money it will generate when I thought “that’s something that NEEDS to be bootlegged.” Not to rip anyone off but just to calm it down. I’m sure someone has already snuck a video camera in and put it on DVD for street sales but that won’t do much in the way of ticket sales. It was then that I stumbled into a conundrum- Does illegal downloading actually help the music industry?

I know, this is heavy for me, too. Over the last couple weeks, I have come across a few blogs that suggested it but it didn’t stick to me. Perhaps, in the micro economy (a class I was not required to take) of the music industry kind of relies on the theft of music. Think about it, nobody gets paid for pirated music (except the P2P developers by the ads and the sales of the adless versions of their software). So, knowing people want as close to free music as possible, companies rise up to offer solutions. Giants like itunes who charge extra for DRM free files are being combated by streaming sites with purchase options (Rhapsody, Napster, last.fm, etc.) and straight purchase sites (like Amazon.com, Wal-mart, and, my fav, emusic). Without the competition of free music, the prices for downloads across the board might be a buck fifty or more and CDs might be pushing thirty by now.

Of course, you know I, in no way, condone the stealing of digital media (see my blog on Thieves) but I have to admit it might help keep the industry honest, so to speak.

Just sayin’.

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Since I can remember, I have wanted to be a professional musician. When I was just a yout (how out of the blue is a  My Cousin Vinny reference?), I dreamed of being a Country singer. Then I moved (very briefly) to wanting to be a Rapper. From about thirteen on, I was into Rock. I wanted to be Eddie Vedder so bad! I wanted to climb rafters with the sweat acting like a glue to keep my long, nappy hair all stuck to my face. Ok, I still kinda want to do that…eh, you never fully grow up, I guess. Anyhow, I started getting into Jazz around age sixteen when I discovered Jaco and, though I still enjoy all the above genres and more, it is my favorite by a long shot.

With the discovery of Jazz came the sudden desire to learn music theory and notation. I knew that, if I was going to play that type of music, it was necessary to be able to communicate, on paper, with composers, arrangers, and other musicians. As I delved deeper into Jazz and Classical music, I began to understand that there are THOUSANDS upon thousands of people who live their life IN music that most of us will never know about. These guys play, compose, arrange, conduct, and organize music for movies (short films, features, documentaries, etc), TV. (sitcoms and commercials), Broadway, local theatre, school bands (from elementary to college), songwriters (who write for recording artists and anybody else). Let’s not forget the regional musicians that, though you may not have a clue who they are, make a living playing private parties, festivals, bars, in subway and bus stations, and on the street. Don’t scoff at them. They probably don’t have a big house or a Bentley in their driveway but they LIVE music.

It was a long time ago that I stopped caring about being famous. It happened when I realized that most of the cats I looked up to had painted themselves into a corner. If their band dissolved or their popularity fell, they would be working as a retail mall security guard (I’m not saying that is bad) before they could get more work as a musician. The majority of them have no clue how to read standard notation, Nashville notation, lead sheets, chord charts, or even tablature! That, alone, cuts out studio work and almost all freelance opportunities (unless it happens to be songs they know in the style they know). I realized that the key to longevity is diversity and those dudes, though loaded,  were a half a step away from the government cheese line

Don’t get me wrong, a Bentley would be nice. I guess being famous would have its perks, too, but I’m not banking on it. I’m gonna play what I can play and record what I can record and, if I get some recognition, I’ll dig it. If not, I’ll be happy playing my ass off for as many people (who may choose to hear but never to notice) as I can. I’m happy every time I show up to play somewhere and am happy when I leave because I know I am doing what I love. And, even though I leave through the back door and there are no limos, fans, or photographers waiting, I just played my heart out and got paid to do it.

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