Making Money On Music: Patrons of the Arts, Public Broadcasting and Kickstarter Campaigns.
It seems like the Summer of the Shark lately with articles on how [not] to make money on music. I’m always skeptical of these stories since you can never disentangle one particular artist’s chance circumstances from the effects of the methods they’re exhorting you to embrace.
I was going to give some detailed criticism of the articles, but instead, here’s a pile of links. My own disjointed and suspect advice is at the end.
If you can, find a patron of the arts. This is someone who believes in you so completely that they will fund your projects to ensure you are not kept a secret from the rest of the world.
Try the public broadcasting method: Give really good stuff away for free until you’re about to starve. Once the fans are hooked, hold the music hostage with something really insipid until they pay to “keep the lights on”. One more week of Celtic Thunder and I’m definitely renewing my WTTW subscription so I can watch Nature in peace. I miss the snow leopards!
Try Kickstarter. OK, that’s really a hipster’s syncretism forged of 1 and 2 above.
Of course, I thought this was an awesome article, and why not: “When a scientific discovery seems to support any religious teaching, you can expect members of that religion to become strict empiricists, telling themselves and the world that their belief is grounded in reality.”
Of course, it did offer one basic criticism of Buddhism: "Will Buddhists allow neuroscience to render their idea of reincarnation obsolete?"
I haven’t made any scientific survey among other Buddhists, but I don’t think “our” ideas about reincarnation are quite so homogenous as this question presumes.
My personal belief has a lot to do with the article’s example of Mr. Logosh, a stroke victim, only the change of the physical system is simply more profound at death than during a brain injury.
As for finding evidence of an immaterial thing that survives the brain’s death, I think the answer was in the quote from Heraclitus: “Nothing endures but change.” What could be more immaterial than change?
Nonprofit/Foundation Idea for Music and other Intellectual Property
Since copyright remains in force so long beyond the life of a work’s creator, there have to be some copyright owners who want to do good with their copyrights after they die.
Here’s one thing that could be done (maybe it has already): Create a nonprofit whose mission is to administer and exploit those works to benefit a specific cause.
Copyright holders would bequeath rights to the organization. The contents would be released under a license resembling CC BY-NC-SA or similar except that the organization can decide where to commercially exploit copyrights, within the limits of its charter and agreements with the benefactors. This charter would establish beneficiaries of commercial exploitation, like libraries, educational foundations or pet causes of the benefactor. Derivative works could be sold, but proceeds would have to go to the designated benefactors under the terms of the license.
So I first heard someone called Quinn Walker singing “Plenty of Water For Mud” on the December 2007 CMJ New Music Monthly sampler CD. I loved the song (still do) and found his double album Laughter’s an Asshole/Lion Land on eMusic; I bought a few tracks.
Back then, Stereogum called him a band to watch… I should have been watching because I went back to see what he’s up to and in the meantime, there have appeared some additional Quinns Walker, and one could even be led to believe the original had changed his name! (Turns out no, but anyway…)
eMusic still only has LAA/LL double album. Amazon has the CD, under the name Guinn Walker. Go to CD Baby, and yes, there’s a Guinn Walker there, but he’s somebody else, from Kansas.
Search bandcamp and you will find some free downloads from an ambient artist called Quinn Walker, who has released some records on the UK-based Heat Death, but claims to be Korean:
There’s a Wikipedia article about yet another Quinn Walker who’s a California kid that got one of his songs licensed to Scrubs. Somewhat smartly, he goes as “The Mighty Quinn Walker” apparently to set himself apart from the pack.
So where’s the Plenty-of-Water Quinn Walker? He’s now one of the Suckers, who were as of last year considered “rising” by Pitchfork. I guess I better look up.