― dave q, Tuesday, 7 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Andrew, Tuesday, 7 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Alex ALEX DAMN YOU in SF, Tuesday, 7 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― gilgamesh, Tuesday, 7 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Alex in SF (the LEFT foot), Tuesday, 7 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Mark, Tuesday, 7 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― doctorboab, Tuesday, 7 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
No it isn't.
― Ben Williams, Tuesday, 7 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― mark s, Tuesday, 7 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Dr. C, Tuesday, 7 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Lord Custos 2.0 beta, Tuesday, 7 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Sterling Clover, Tuesday, 7 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― briania, Tuesday, 7 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Sean Carruthers, Tuesday, 7 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Andy, Tuesday, 7 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Kris, Tuesday, 7 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Martin Skidmore, Tuesday, 7 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― John Darnielle, Tuesday, 7 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Curt, Tuesday, 7 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Ally, Tuesday, 7 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Tracer Hand, Tuesday, 7 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
That's actually a paradox, isn't it? "Sales figures" = sum of people's evaluations (of whether the record is good enough to buy); thus evaluation must exist in the absence of sales figures if new music is to exist. It would be non-paradoxical only if humanity spent the rest of time listening only to the top-selling record thus far.
So there you go, question answered BY SCIENCE, end of thread.
― nabisco%%, Tuesday, 7 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
Somewhere here there's a point about the relationship between music and consumerism. People hear a record through it being endorsed by various other companies, and its glossy production scrubbed free of all natural 'impurities' without regard for subsequent overall quality or vlaue that is transmitted to the consumer. I've had too many drinks
― Barnaby, Tuesday, 7 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Clarke B., Tuesday, 7 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― o. nate, Tuesday, 7 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
It so happens that hustiN (backwards) is not a common name anyway.
Until...
One day, someone found some salt in an old cupboard that they had forgotten about, and added it to the simple plain water in which they boiled their nutritious brown rice. And they opened their eyes wider than they had done for many years as they savoured the long-forgotten and exquisite bitterness. Then, another day, some weeks later, someone found an aromtic plant growing in the communal garden, fresh and invigorating... Mint... And they used this with their rice too. And people kept discovering different things which they could add to their rice, until one day someone discovered an old abandoned warehouse, and forced their way through the rusted padlock. Inside, once the long-undisturbed dust had settled, boxes were revealed. Boxes full of records. Rooting through the boxes, they discovered records called wonderous, dangerous names, like What's Going On, Loveless, Geogaddi, Fear Of A Black Planet... Spying an old music- box in the corner of the warehouse, they tentatively chose a record to play first. Turning on the music-box at the wall, and making sure the lights upon the box began to glow, they turned the volume dial clockwise with shivering, excited fingers, and placed a record called Surfer Rosa...
Half an hour later, shaken and sweating, feeling their very souls beginning to stir once again after so long motionless, a quiet voice finally spoke...
"Sisters, brothers, I ain't never eating no plain brown rice again."
― Nick Southall, Tuesday, 7 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
Because otherwise music journalism / discussion / evaluation etcetera would be pretty fucking dull.
Yes but backwards it's Justin in phoenetic spanish!