Here It Comes..

Walkin down the street..

Snocap is teaming up with Myspace to allow MP3s to be sold from Myspace pages.

The kicker, baby?!

Sno cap will charge a flat rate of .45 a song--the artist can charge--and keep--whatever they want.

Here is comes, baby!

Just remember--you heard it first here on White G. You can't imagine how lovely a culture this will produce once it is embraced. Imagine an adult culture eight times richer than our youth culture (that's how much more money we have, right?--we just don't have any artists willing to forgo healthcare and braces for their kids to pay the dues it requires to get funk-eya. So youth artists either "grow up" and stop production or maintain a relatively permanent, relatively youthful outlook and demeanor in their productions. And us old folks guiltily watch and reminisce on em.)

Now we're gonna get the real thing. I'm thinking around $14 a song. Call me whatever you want (I've probably heard it before), but that's a bargain for what it costs to produce. $80K for college (back in the day), ten years in the counter-culture, five years to write a book, $50K in credit card debt, four years looking for work, $800,000 in lost wages (give or take), another $25K and nine months to start a business to support me while I do the dang thing.

And the emotional and physical cost has been even higher. I'm not trying to say I had it rough, just that I understand why there aren't many folks out here. Working on an indigineous mainstream culture. The path to get here alone is brutal, let alone the work. Though it's an unbelieveable joy when you're right there. And I'd do the same thing if I never made a dime. You see that my book flopped so hard I had to move back in with my mom and I'm still rolling. That's a bit to swallow at 39--after not having produced anything that got any love--sub-culture or mainstream--after 15 years of chopping.

(The book will rise, BTW, but I underdstand that folks may not feel it until the music drops--or later--either way it's got nothing to do with me. Thank god I didn't get big off the book. I was already starting to think I was a writer--and to be a good writer I had to stay in the world of the mind. To make music--and really be happy--I believe, it's better to be in the world of the body. There's still plenty of thinking but you feel-think first and think-feel second. I still find it hard to believe that folks will spend $500 for a workshop where an expert will help them "heal"/"frame" the question--if such a thing is possible--but they won't drop $120 on a book living it/answering the damn thing. But then again, other people's consumption habits have nothing to do with me. I probably would have convinced myself I couldn't afford the one thing that would "save" my life too--especially at a buck twenty--the good lord knows I sold out a whole lot cheaper than that!)

The good news is that we're one step closer (two if you count the beat I'm working on--I believe it's the first aural, and most direct example to date of what I've been talking about and working towards for the last 10 (25?) years).

&Nd ain't nothing like the real thing, baby. Ain't nothin like the real thing..

Love art wil have it's day.