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I write this as we prepare to mourn the death of Internet radio, music
podcasts and every other form of music distribution not sanctioned by
the few major record labels. There's panic in the land as CD sales
sink without a trace and three old men at the Copyright Office plunge
their long knives into the goose that might have delivered golden
eggs. Okay, enough with the metaphors and the rants; either May 15th
saw the death of a thousand fees or it didn't. If it did, groups like
Porcupine Tree and albums like this one were the hardest
hit. There are no three minute tracks here;
the
shortest is nearly twice that, while the appropriately named
Anesthetize
clocks in at a radio-hostile 17:43. So where exactly does a proper
album get a hearing if not via the Web? Proper in the sense of a
self-contained and coherent work, rather than a mere collection of
unrelated tracks of an appropriate length to put on a CD? Unless
something changed between my writing and your reading, we may still be
wondering.
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