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Hey, it may well be worthwhile actually buying a copy of Wired Magazine again. November's issue has a CD with tracks released under sane licences - Creative Commons licences.
The tracks are released under a variation of the Creative Commons sampling licences, all of which allow for sampling from the tracks for non-commercial use and some that allow sampling for commercal use as well as free redistribution of the track as a whole.
Finally, music artists are getting the right idea. If more music was licenced like this, then bands like Negativland could keep on creating new art without getting constantly sued by the insidious music industry.
Via /.
In other news, it seems that although I just spent the entire weekend bedridden, in terrible pain, delirious with fever, it wasn't ebola because I'm still alive. Oh well.
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I used to live in the same town as one of the guys from negativeland and although I agreed with many of his aesthtic principles he used to bother me (probably just because he was semi-famous). Now this guy from negativeland and I shared a common affinity for the Residents www.rzweb.net the worlds most famous unknown band. Anyhow the Residents are a completely anonymous band dating back to the late sixties and they perform under the theory of obscurity (or something like that) which states that one produces one's best work when the audience revieving the work is not considered. Anyhow they always perform in costume which is . . . .
Anyhow the point of that tangent was to say that I was once quite drunk at a party and had a tape recorder in my pocket and from an earlier conversation with this guy I learned that he had met the residents in their studio whilst recording this or that. So I said
"So you met the residents eh?"
and he said
"Now, I don't like the residents, any of the new stuff they do."
Or something along those lines and I always thought it would be funny to do some kind of song sampling that phrase and other silly things that guy might say at parties unbeknonwnst to the tape recorder in my pocket.
The ironic appeal would be delicously obscure.
Posted by: Yankee Doodle Andy on October 26, 2004 03:14 PM
that sounds really quite excellent, zap mama and le tigre!
i'm sure that it's not necessarily the artists' who've been particularly restrictive with their copyright, it's more likely to be the publishers and record companies.
btw. good to hear that you're feeling better. when i saw karenski last night her eyes opened wide as she said, "mike's really sick".
Posted by: pippa on October 26, 2004 07:03 PM
It's the only time I've ever seen someone suffering from the flu. I always thought the flu was something made up by people who can't handle the sniffles of a cold. Not so apparently.
Yankeedoodle andrew, i'm trying to post a comment on your blog and it's not working.
I think you should make new lyrics to cat stuck in a trumpet, where you say 'tape corder in my pocket'...and then the story about the too-cool-for-the-residents guy. I'd buy it!
Posted by: karenski on October 28, 2004 12:28 PM
Sometimes the Uni Server can be troublesome to post to. I have that trouble myself sometimes.
I wish I still had a microcasette tape player. Julia might have one. If so I'll post a sample of said conversation somewhere or another.
Anyhow, I hope you kids are well and that Mike wasn't contagious.
Posted by: Yankeedoodle Andrew on October 28, 2004 12:37 PM
In 1918, more people died from a particularly nasty outbreak of influenza (flu) than died fighting during the First World War.
Posted by: Dave Hill on October 28, 2004 07:07 PM
Ack. Volition ate my link.
http://www.stanford.edu/group/virus/uda/
Posted by: Dave Hill on October 28, 2004 07:08 PM
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