Have you made arrangements for what happens to your music collection when you die?

let's see...The Disco Inferno Wing, The Talk Talk Study Center, Loveless Listening Room...

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Still not sure what to do about this beyond the simple stuff in my basic will, i.e. my sister (& by extension nephews) get the bulk of it. It sure seems like some of the stuff should be donated to archives. But it needs to be split up. The archive recordings I have of Indiana local music from the 80's shouldn't go to my Oregon public library - but I have stuff from Oregon in the 90's that should. In the absence of really specific written instructions who knows what would happen to the various live recordings, cassette-only albums, archaic video formats, etc.

thankfully I have (for the last 8 years anyway) had an executor who was capable of splitting up the collection in a reasonable fashion. Until a week ago it was an ex of mine, now it is my current GF. either way it would have been in trusted hands, and my friends would certainly have been encouraged to take things they liked.

I think the rise of archive websites around certain music scenes kind of deserves its own thread, but it's a related topic. One interesting site is from Indiana (Musical Family Tree). There are thousands of MP3s by hundreds of bands, and recordings of shows I was at in my teens. All of this was uploaded by dedicated folks who presumably had some interest in archiving. So that's another question at play here - how do you make sure the one-of-a-kind things you might possess end up in the hypothetical celestial jukebox for the listeners of the future?

I've thought about this, but never managed to come up with a satisfactory plan, and haven't yet written a will.

My family blatantly wouldn't respect or appreciate my music collection and would probably end up just throwing it away, which is a galling thought, so I really need to make arrangements for it to at least go to a friend who might fare better.

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Good revive...I was feeling so out of sorts (nothing serious I hasten to add) this Monday morning, I was thinking I should really tidy up just in case I pass away before getting a chance to attend to it.

It's 'practical morbidity'. If you live by yourself, thinking about your own death in a matter of fact way becomes astonishingly easy.