Seeing as you’re suing all your biggest fans, I believe it only makes sense for you to sue me.
The reasons why:
10. I legally purchased your music and I still own it.
9. I play this legally purchased music around other people. I especially show people the songs I love– a capital offense.
8. I even play this music loud in my car. Other people, people that don’t own it, hear it.
7. And then sometime in the mid-90s I began giving my sister all your albums.
Each Christmas, I would buy her a few more. By my estimation, she now owns everything through The Symbol Album. That’s what? 13 albums. Wow. You’re gonna have to sue her too.
6. I transfered all this music to my iPod.
5. I met you in 1995.
I’m sure you remember me. I was the one who refused to call you “The Artist.” I’m sure you noticed. I walked over and talked to you without once uttering the magic words, which would have let you know how important you were, while also perhaps allowing me to meet one of the beauties on your arm. By the way, wouldn’t “The Artist” be God? Guess not. But just a thought. Surely you knows these thoughts. Surely i’m about to get sued.
4. I saw you in concert for the first time in 1993.
For a long while, I kept the ticket stub in my pocket. It was more important than my keys. Then the ticket disappeared, but of course the glowing memories remained. I remembered how during “Insatiable” you ran across the stage, slid on your red high heel boots, almost fell, caught yourself, landed in the splits and caught the microphone as you let loose a scream. Wow. Still makes me break out in a smile. I know, I know. I’ve been running a little late with my good memory payments lately. You can add that to the tab.
3. I joined prince.org. GASP!
My username is takedisbeat. Pretty funny huh? Always loved that remix. I joined the site because in their huge gallery of images some superfan had scanned their ticket, the ticket to my first Prince concert!, and shared it with the world. When I saw the ticket stub, I was stunned. My heart dropped. I relived the moments: the way your guitar sounded live, the cold night I spent on the sidewalk, humming “Still Will Stand All Time” outside the Chicago Theatre, doing all I could just to get a good seat, and then the hot girl sitting next to me at the show, one of hundreds of Prince-like protoges wearing neglige, and her friend who was even hotter swaying against me during Purple Rain. I joined the fan site Prince.org instantly. So guess what? I haven’t checked my Inbox lately. I’m probably being sued.
2. I preferred Uptown to Controversy.
And here’s something you need to know: We ALL preferred Uptown to Controversy. Because we wanted the unadulterated truth, the vault stuff, everything. Not the official boring word from Paisley Park. I treasure issues of Uptown to this day. And I have no idea where my Controversy fan club card is. And don’t care. It never meant that much to me. The last time I talked about the Controversy fan club was probably in 1992: I was talking to another Controversy member outside a record convention. I was looking for more Prince bootlegs, more incredible songs. He was selling Prince portraits. He was going to get in his van and drive to Paisley Park. He wanted to personally show you his paintings. It sounded to me like he was going to get shot. But he had a grand vision of working for you, painting you all the time. He could paint anything. He was actually really good. I asked him about getting an agent, getting into the fine art/gallery scene. But he just wanted to paint you. I thought it was tragic. And come to think of it, he probably did get shot– and then sued.
1. I own the Vault I and II.
I know you know what that is. And I know now we’re not friends. I just think you should put all this great music out so more people can enjoy it. All the vault songs I have. And the hundreds I don’t. That might mean making friends with Warner Brothers again. The grand slave master. But didn’t that plantation make you a superstar? Just a thought. Sue me.
Prince is giving away albums for free in the daily newspaper: here’s 14 new songs to chew on along with your morning crossaint.
And then there’s my favorite band in the whole wide world: Radiohead.
First there came a note from our favorite imp on guitar: Johnny Greenwood.
Well, the new album is finished, and it’s coming out in 10 days;
We’ve called it In Rainbows.
Love from us all.
and according to pitchfork and the press release:
A new Radiohead album will arrive in cyberspace on October 10! It’s called In Rainbows. And it appears that Radiohead have chosen to not sign with a record label and are releasing it themselves via their website, at least for now.
You can pre-order it from their website right now as a download or an $80 “discbox.” What’s a discbox? I’m so glad you asked, madam.
“THIS CONSISTS OF THE NEW ALBUM, IN RAINBOWS, ON CD AND ON 2 X 12 INCH HEAVYWEIGHT VINYL RECORDS.
A SECOND, ENHANCED CD CONTAINS MORE NEW SONGS, ALONG WITH DIGITAL PHOTOGRAPHS AND ARTWORK.
THE DISCBOX ALSO INCLUDES ARTWORK AND LYRIC BOOKLETS.
ALL ARE ENCASED IN A HARDBACK BOOK AND SLIPCASE.
THE ALBUM DOWNLOAD AUTOMATICALLY COMES WITH THIS PACK.”
In Rainbows will be out digitally on October 10th. And released in discbox format on December 3.
Sounds pretty, frickin cool, huh? Most of the guys here in Wondaland know my feelings on this: i wish my favorite artists would get into the concept of the infinite album: sell a VIP pass or membership online that entitles you to crazy goodies throughout the life cycle of an album or given project…
Imagine Prince bundling his 14 new album tracks, along with 2 concert tickets to the closest show near you, a few special merch items, along with demos, b-sides, remixes, and video streams of every concert on the tour…for something like $99. You could put in your password and watch his concerts with your girl on Friday nights! You would also be entitled to any “goodies” that popped up during the term. A Christmas song, or live tracks from his Super Bowl performance, etc. I would buy a VIP pass in a heartbeat, and so would you!
Anywhoo, back to Radiohead. So they’ve got the $80 discbox. And you’re probably casing an old woman right now and getting ready to hit her upside the head to get the money–morals be damned!! But hold on!
There is some good news for those of us that are, ahem, financially challenged…If you order the download only, you can pay HOWEVER MUCH MONEY YOU WANT for it. Like, there’s no set price. Like, yes yes, you heard me right: you set your own price. Like, you can pay zero dollars and get the best album of the year for free…
About a month ago we met with Big Boi.
He’s frustrated with the way Jive dropped the ball on the latest Outkast album. And he and Dre can’t wait…one more album and they can do their thang anywhere they want….maybe they could even sneak out the back door of the label right now…hmmmmm…
Nate and I urged Big to think about all his options. It’s simple: what we’re witnessing is the Flight of the Superstars. Radiohead doesn’t need EMI. Prince doesn’t need Warner Bros, Universal or whatever corporate pimps he’s chosen to distribute his product this month. And truly, Outkast doesn’t need Jive, or Def Jam, or anyone else…
They could put their next album out themselves: a double disc with a website where you could remix the songs and get premium content. They could distribute the album for free with copies of the New York Times or USA Today. THEY COULD GO BACK ON TOUR. They could have an enhanced CD with videos for every song. They could have Target pay for the album and put it free in every store. And have a special order “discbox” for VIP members that would contain more music, and access to live concert streams.
I would pay at least $50. How about you?
p.s. it’s funny, or perhaps not so funny…subconsciously i reduced the price point because i kept imagining that guy at the gas station charging you five dollars for that “new new ‘kast”….
will black folks pay $50? Will rock geeks get behind a black/urban/yet pop sensation at $75 a pop? what’s your thought?
And what would you like to see Outkast do with its newfound freedom? What kind of album configurations? In what mediums or media?
I’ll share it with Big Boi. I’ll tell him THE PEOPLE have spoken…
After selling umpteen tickets in two seconds in Britain for his upcoming 21-day residency there, Prince inked a deal to distribute three million free copies of his next album “Planet Earth” with copies of the Daily Mail. Enraged, of course, Sony BMG has pulled out of its UK distribution of the album.
And, as usual, I think it’s hilarious.
Jus if you didn’t know, Prince is a G.
One of the last still standing.
And for those of you on BlabStar, this is why Prince is our beloved Music Box icon.
But more on that later.
Trying to figure out a way to tell the world how exciting the last few weeks have been, and how much we at Wondaland have accomplished.
How much fun it was to be breaking shit onstage again, terrifying folks in my tuxedo, opening for Janelle Monae. How fun it was releasing product, seeing folks from coast to coast enjoying this jamming ass music!
But more than anything, I’d like to say thank you for listening, believing in Janelle Monae, believing in Deep Cotton, believing in the Wondaland Arts Society, and the power of music to change the world.
And we know, more than anything, we owe this success to you, the fans–those of you that believe, come here, jam the songs, and read this everyday!
Thanks for everything.
We got more goodies on the way.
And thanks to my fellow Wondaland Arts Society members.
A job well done.
So I’m broke. But even broke people get hungry.
So I went to Taco Bell yesterday for three Soft Taco supremes.
I took with me three singles, four quarters and about eight dimes.
Playas let’s do the math: that’s $4.80.
Ordered my food, got to the window and the woman says $5.43. And I’ll admit I was shocked. Thought I had spent $4.50 max. Didn’t do the math.
Golden Lesson #1: When you’re broke, always do the math.
Not knowing what to do, I looked from the cashier over to the lovely young lady with me and felt a tidal wave of embarassment settin in. And as I began to count my dimes nervously, I could feel the cashier glaring at me, as if to say…i can’t believe this shit, this broke ass n*gg* in a tuxedo and a BMW…
Now playas what should I do:
a) cuss her out for messin’ up my order and then order something MUCH cheaper
b) throw some quarters at her and drive off, saying “Bitch, I dont want no food noway!”
c) put on my George Bush mask, grab the AK out the trunk and rob Taco Bell (I can hear them on the phone with the cops after I left: “No officer it was George Bush in a tuxedo- with an AK!”)
d) write a check I know will bounce
e) all of the above