Disposable Music
By Stevie Z
I was cleaning up my hard drive the other day, and realized that I had several GBs of music on it. All, of course, gained through legal and proper means. I needed the space, however, so for the past week or so I’ve been going through the collection, literally song by song, and deleting those that I didn’t think I needed to hang on to.
Then I got to thinking:
If I want to hear the new album by, say John Hiatt, I just have to fire up Bit Torrent, and in a few minutes, poof, there it is. It’s too easy. There’s a truism out there that it’s hard to really appreciate anything you didn’t work for, at least a little. This can be seen, for example, in the lifestyles of a lot of either the children of very wealthy parents, who were given anything and everything, to a lot of people that I’ve seen on Welfare and/or Unemployment Insurance. If it’s handed to you scott free, then there’s almost no way you can appreciate it as much as if you’ve really worked for something. Of course there are exceptions to the rule - when I was 15 a neighbour gave me my 1967ish Fender Telecaster guitar, for free. I love and appreciate that more then you could ever imagine. The general rule, however, stands. And this will especially hold true for my home studio, when it finally comes together, because I have been waiting, and trying desperately to piece one together, for 23 years.
In order to bring this back around to my point, I’ll switch to another musical artist, Bela Fleck, banjo player extraordinaire. I remember when I was about 20 or so driving in my car and listening to CBC radio (Canada’s Public Radio) and hearing a jazz instrumental which featured predominately a banjo and a harmonica. It was one of those moments where I actually had to pull over and listen, pretty much staring at the car radio. I was floored. And transfixed. At the end of the song, the announcer gave the artist, the track title and the name of the album. I immediately started driving around town, trying to find a music store that had the CD.
Being as this was Thunder Bay, and being as it was a jazz banjo playing band, I couldn’t find it. No one in town had it. Not even the place to go at the time for odd and import stuff - St. James Stereo. They could, however, order it for me, it would take about a week. So, I paid the $29 and waited. It was literally driving me nuts - I needed to hear that album. I talked about it to everyone I knew, I thought about it a lot, and after 5 days started calling the poor folks at St. James Stereo every day. It finally arrived on a Saturday, and I drove straight there. I bought a portable CD player (the ones that were like the Sony Walkmans….I believe they were called Sony Discmans) and the Car Accessory Pack. I wanted to just drive around and listen. Or maybe grab a burger and park at the Friendship Gardens and listen. I just wanted to hear it right now!
That CD changed the way I listen to music, to a small degree, but that’s not really the point here. I treasured that CD. I still do to this day. When The Luverly Michelle and I move to our new place, I’m finally going to have my own room to turn into my music studio. On the walls I’m going to hang, framed, 10-15 or so CD covers from the jewel boxes of CDs that have affected me over the years. That one’s going up for sure.
One of the reasons I treasure it so much, I believe, is because of the incredible amount of work and patience it took to get it. I drove ALL over town, to about 5-8 music stores. I had to order it, I had to wait. I honestly think that if I had just heard the song, gone online, downloaded it and listened to it, it wouldn’t have meant as much to me.
The other reason I think that music has become so disposable is because now people can have so much of it at once. I love Warren Zevon, for example. If I wanted to, I could go to BitTorrent, and within a day or so most likely download his entire catalog. Then, I’d zip through the songs, giving each one a listen once, deciding my favourites, and maybe even deleting the ones that didn’t immediately grab me. Tell me if this has happened to you: You purchased an album and started listening to it, and as track after track went by thought “don’t like that one much, that one’s kinda cool, that one sucks” etc. Then, after owning the album for a while, sometimes days, weeks, occasionally even years , you start to find the tracks that maybe were ‘just okay’ are now becoming your favourite tracks ON the album. Now, if you’d downloaded them, you might have deleted them without much thought.
I used to work with a guy who would download a pantload of music, burn it to a CD, listen to it for a couple of weeks, and then just toss the CD out. Forget the environmental aspect of it, but I think it’s just sad to treat music that way. Even CDs that I’ve purchased and turned out over the years I didn’t really like, I’ve always given to charity so that they could be resold and maybe end up in the hands of someone who will appreciate them. Same thing with books. I don’t think I’ve ever thrown a book away either.
So whether you download music or not, do yourself a favour - spend a few days listening to the tracks you’ve just downloaded, even the ones you don’t think you like - you might discover some great songs that you would have otherwise deleted.
Stevie Z




