― The Huckle-Buck (Horace Mann), Tuesday, 4 May 2004 16:04 (twenty-one years ago)
― hstencil (hstencil), Tuesday, 4 May 2004 16:06 (twenty-one years ago)
― hstencil (hstencil), Tuesday, 4 May 2004 16:08 (twenty-one years ago)
― The Huckle-Buck (Horace Mann), Tuesday, 4 May 2004 16:41 (twenty-one years ago)
― hstencil (hstencil), Tuesday, 4 May 2004 16:45 (twenty-one years ago)
― VengaDan Perry (Dan Perry), Tuesday, 4 May 2004 16:46 (twenty-one years ago)
― hstencil (hstencil), Tuesday, 4 May 2004 16:46 (twenty-one years ago)
This is arguable, to say the least.
xxpost, maybe that's why his record company couldn't find him. They were sending cheques to Sean Combs, and whoever answers his mail kept sending them back "no one here by that name, you must be thinking of the Broadway actor."
― The Huckle-Buck (Horace Mann), Tuesday, 4 May 2004 16:47 (twenty-one years ago)
Yeah it is, but I don't know how I'd word it to make it less awkward.
― VengaDan Perry (Dan Perry), Tuesday, 4 May 2004 16:52 (twenty-one years ago)
― The Huckle-Buck (Horace Mann), Tuesday, 4 May 2004 16:52 (twenty-one years ago)
― VengaDan Perry (Dan Perry), Tuesday, 4 May 2004 16:53 (twenty-one years ago)
― The Huckle-Buck (Horace Mann), Tuesday, 4 May 2004 16:54 (twenty-one years ago)
― Barry Bruner (Barry Bruner), Tuesday, 4 May 2004 16:58 (twenty-one years ago)
x-post. Spitzer rules.
the sentence is kinda awkward, no?
No it's not. This would be confusing:...unclaimed royalties to Sean Combs, Gloria Estefan, Dolly Parton and thousands of other obscure musicians
As it is, its *thousands* of *musicians more obsure than the one named*.
― frankE (frankE), Thursday, 6 May 2004 13:56 (twenty-one years ago)
― Barry Bruner (Barry Bruner), Thursday, 6 May 2004 14:04 (twenty-one years ago)
― fact checking cuz (fcc), Thursday, 6 May 2004 14:08 (twenty-one years ago)
― frankE (frankE), Thursday, 6 May 2004 14:14 (twenty-one years ago)
― uh (eetface), Thursday, 6 May 2004 14:16 (twenty-one years ago)
― VengaDan Perry (Dan Perry), Thursday, 6 May 2004 14:19 (twenty-one years ago)
― frankE (frankE), Thursday, 6 May 2004 14:22 (twenty-one years ago)
Once the AR guy and accountant on the watch when your record comes out have moved on--which happens once every 27 miuntes--your existance ceases to exist unless you sell a certain amount--*which is a predetermined amount, with everything below that going into record/publishing/company ASCAP/BMI interest bearing accounts*.
Of course, if you've got a few thousand bucks, you can maybe get Soundscan to do a search on your sales, maybe, sorta. And then, at about $275 an hour, you can get a lawyer who used to work at the record company who'll spend months to contact the new slime and you might get $14.92 back.
For a possible story, I tried to track down a song I wrote for a major artist. This artist's record company had been assimilated by one of the megacorps. After speaking with endless flacks who exist to keep you from your money, I found one semi-human, who said, basically, 'Wow--that really sucks--but we have no record of this record because of the merger'
Corruption isn't the problem--it's the design. The artists compensated no doubt have good lawyers, and know they can quiet Spitzer for a spell.
Okay--I'm done pissing and moaning.
― Ian G., Thursday, 6 May 2004 17:00 (twenty-one years ago)
ha! my current job to thread. er, no.
― hstencil (hstencil), Thursday, 6 May 2004 17:02 (twenty-one years ago)
Who will, in all likelihood, never get around to asking for it.
― The Huckle-Buck (Horace Mann), Thursday, 6 May 2004 17:11 (twenty-one years ago)