Pro-SOPA Soundtrack

(Previously posted to Google+, posted here on request.)

So here's a couple of links that have been bothering me today.

First up, pro-SOPA (and award-winning, apparently) songwriter Helienne Lindvall's mindblowing article in The Guardian explaining why it's worth shutting down the internet in order to preserve the business model of major music labels: http://www.guardian.co.uk/music/musicblog/2012/jan/19/behind-music-anti-piracy-legislation

But that article has a soundtrack. It's this song, co-written by one H. Lindvall: Daniel Lindström - Got to be you.

Not sure if that's the one that won an award. I'll say this though - if you can make it both to the end of the song and the end of the article, you deserve an award yourself. (Comments on the article are worth reading also, except mine.)

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This Again - A Response To My Friend Who Was Concerned About Illegal Downloads Of His Music

(Over on Facebook, I got into discussion my friend David Goo, an excellent musician and songwriter, over SOPA and the piracy issue. After he posted to the effect that pointed out that if he had received 50p for each of the 30,000 downloads of one of his songs, he'd be able to make a whole new album, my response got a bit long, so I thought I'd reproduce it here.)

David, I too am a copyright owner and content creator, and I too have had my music downloaded thousands of times over the last few years. That doesn't make me angry at all. It makes me happy. Very very dancing off the walls happy.

So happy, in fact, that my response is to accept it, to work with it, and to deliberately make my music available for free download via Bandcamp over on music.conniptions.org together with an option to pay. This model is working pretty well for me, and here's why.

First, some basic economics. When the marginal cost of reproducing a thing drops to zero, the intrinsic value of the thing also drops to zero. Period.

Recording "Wayne's Awesome Song" might have cost me years of blood and sweat and broken strings and sleepless nights and studio time and arguments with myself and musicians about arrangements and production and all of that malarkey, but in the end, none of that changes the fact that the file WaynesAwesomeSong.mp3 is now just a string of bits that can be reproduced at no cost and its intrinsic value is £0.

Everything is now both digital and networked. There is no more scarcity of digital media. There is no technological solution this without breaking the network, and it's not at all clear that that's even possible. Before the internet, yes, you needed a physical copy. Taking one was stealing. Now you don't. If you have a copy of my latest album it costs you nothing to make a copy for a friend. That's not stealing. At worst that's copyright infringement, but actually, I don't see it as a bad thing at all.

In fact, if you do have my latest album, let me urge now you to make a copy for a friend, preferably one who might like it. Seriously. Do it.

What the hell am I saying? Have I lost my tiny mind? Do I want to die starving and penniless?

No. I'm very clear about why I'm doing it this way and why it works. It's like this:

If you've never heard of me or my music (that goes for pretty much all of you), and you download WaynesAwesomeSong.mp3 on spec, one of two things will happen. Either you love it or you don't. If you don't, that's fair enough. Not everyone loves my music. You wouldn't have bought it anyway, and I have lost nothing.

But you might love it.

Now everything changes. You're in love with WaynesAwesomeSong.mp3, you think it's fucking great, and you're really excited to discover that I've got a website containing not just WaynesOtherAwesomeSong.mp3 but - oh my god - WaynesGreatAlbum. You can still download all of that for free if you want, but you'll have to type in £0 in order to do so. Chances are - you're an honest character - you find yourself paying £5 or £10 for the 'free' download.

Why? Because now there is value to you. The intrinsic value of the bits are still £0, but it's not just any mp3 we'e talking about here, it's one of Wayne's. You have a relationship with my music now and you're prepared to pay for it. (You're not an honest character? Fine. Then you wouldn't have bought it anyway and I've still lost nothing. Oh, and screw you, dishonest character.)

This happens on my Bandcamp site all the time. Payment is optional, and loads of people choose to pay. They're the ones who actually like my music and want to support me to make sure I make more of it. The others? They're downloading on spec. They don't know me from Adam and if they had to pay, they wouldn't bother.

Those free downloads aren't lost sales and they cost me nothing. Some of those downloads will lead to sales in the future - the ones who actually like it. Others don't. I guess they just weren't that into me. But I don't care because it didn't cost me anything.

It's a great time to be a musician. We have more access to more music and more recording facilities and more distribution channels than at any time in history. There's also rather a lot of us. That's ok, because there's even more music fans than ever before, and they're out looking for the stuff they love. There's a lot to sift through, and that's why they're downloading things for free, on spec.

Bluntly, if people aren't downloading your music for free, you've got a problem, and your problem is that the music isn't good enough. Go practice. (David, you do not have this problem.)

Now, my Pay-What-You-Want model doesn't work for everyone. I'm hearing from musicians who have grown their listenerships from the hundreds to the thousands and the tens of thousands that at a certain point you do want to charge for downloads again. Those people still stream everything for free, though, and they make damn sure that if Blogger A likes their new album, Blogger A can stream it from their own blog. This leads to new listeners and new sales.

I'm saying all this out of love, David, because I love you and your music and I want you to thrive. Unauthorised downloads are now a fact of life, like death and taxes. It seems pretty clear to me that unless you embrace this fact and work with it, you'll be in trouble.

In the old music industry, everything was based on scarcity. Studio time was scarce, vinyl was scarce, music magazines were scarce, radio - decent radio - was scarce. A very few people made an awful lot of money, but - it's not hard to find the stories - most of the musicians and content creators made fuck all. That old industry is basically dead now, though the zombie-like corpses are still bumbling around walking into things and trying to break stuff.

In the new industry everything is available. Too much, even. Tiny one woman music blogs with a readership of less than 500 have a backlog of new albums to review going back a year. If you make your album artificially scarce by refusing to let people even stream it, they'll just go 'meh', and move on to the next thing. If it's one click away from an email, they'll have a listen. They'll write about it. They'll stream it on the blog. People will discover your music who never heard it before.

It's all about discovery. That's the bottom line about free downloads - you lose nothing but you gain listeners In a world with ten thousand bands in every town, the question is not 'how can I get every single bugger who downloads my music to pay.' The question is - how can I get them to download my music at all.

And the answer is - by letting them.

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Bush Of Thorns Remix Project #1

About ten years ago, back when I was still calling the band Fast Freddie Fourier and the Transforms, I recorded an EP called Bush of Thorns at Bonafide Studios in London.

The performances from the other musicians involved were great (Brian Hedemann was on drums, Alero Scott on backing vocals, Kevin G Davy on trumpet) but I was never all that happy with the final mixes - the drums were all way too loud, especially on Sleeping Beauty. That was entirely my fault. Waseem Munir, the engineer from Bonafide, had done a great job of tracking everything, but the mixes were all made in a big hurry, as I didn't have the money to pay for extra studio time to have them done properly. Not only that but we'd only managed to finish four of the eight tunes I'd started - I remember insisting that the last hour be spent burning all the stems to CD so I could finish it off at leisure some time.

That time is now. Today I finally dug out the old data CDs from 2002 and started trying to transfer them to the computer. The ones I'd made myself - the guide guitars and vocals and the backing tracks - all of which were recorded at home on Linux, all worked fine. The ones from the studio? Would. Not. Mount. Could not read them. Nothing worked.

Arse.

To cut a long story short - and if you too should have mysterious CD ROMs from circa 2002 burned by a Mac which you can't seem to get Linux to read - here's what I did to fix it.

First I had to install cdfs.

Doing so revealed that the CDs in question were indeed HFS of some sort, though mount -t hfs was still refusing to work. A bit of Googling turned up the existence of HFS+, which I'd never heard of. Trying mount -t hfsplus didn't work either, though, and left my system with an unkillable mount process, forcing me to reboot. Bummer.

Here's what did work:

First I mounted the CDs with cdfs:

sudo mount -t cdfs -o ro /dev/cdrom /mnt/cdfs

Then I mounted the HFS file that produced with hfsplus:

sudo mount -t hfsplus -o loop /mnt/cdfs/3.2.Apple_HFS /media/cdrom0

And bam - got my data back.

Now to load the lot up in Ardour and start mixing...

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Stop SOPA

It's so easy to take your eye off the ball.

And there are so many balls to keep an eye on nowadays - the death-throes of global capitalism as we know it, the constant protests and riots in major world cities, the shrinking polar ice-caps, the weird and extreme weather, the dismantlement of the NHS and Welfare State in the UK, Israel's descent as a state into increasingly open and belligerent racism, the collapse of the Euro, the turmoil of the increasingly misnamed Arab Spring, the spectacle of a dysfunctional nuclear armed state without a leader in North Korea and the equally alarming spectacle of the dysfunctional nuclear armed states with leaders in the US, Russia and elsewhere, and the fact that despite having the most demonstrably punchable face in British political history, no-one has yet laid out George Osborne. Yet at the same time there are so many shiny things to distract us - Charlie Brooker's new series, Minecraft, Twitter, Glitch, that great video of cats someone posted on Facebook or somewhere, that really interesting essay on Greek metallurgy on Metafilter, the Christmas display on Willesden Green High Road, and so on. This is not to mention the small matter of keeping going from day to day, going to work, keeping food on the table, making plans for the future, figuring out ways to stay sane and positive in a brutal and uncaring universe and so on. And, of course, not forgetting... ooh, shiny.

So I nearly missed the whole SOPA thing, until a friend posted this video of Dan Bull's excellent SOPA Cabana song on Facebook.

In short, SOPA is an attempt by US Congress to allow corporate copyright holders to demand the shutdown of any site they believe to be participating in or even just facilitating copyright infringement. That could include Google, Facebook, Twitter, YouTube, or any site based on user-generated content. This isn't hyperbole. Google and Facebook (as well as Ebay, Twitter, and just about every major web based company you can think of) are taking the threat very seriously.

If you're in the US, you can do various things about this - there's information here on LifeHacker and more here from the EFF, plus (as usual) some great discussion on the subject on Metafilter and pretty comprehensive coverage on BoingBoing. If you're not in the US? I honestly don't know.

So I drew a silly cartoon. And now - it being arse AM - I'm going to bed.

I hope the internet is still there tomorrow.

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Troy Davis and Lawrence Brewer

Two men were scheduled for execution in the US tonight, Lawrence Brewer and Troy Davis.

In the case of Lawrence Brewer, a white supremacist, there is absolutely no doubt that he was guilty the particularly horrible and brutal murder of James Byrd Jr in 1998 (details are disturbing). The day before the execution, he was quoted in this article openly admitting his guilt and being without remorse.

In the case of Troy Davis, there is a great deal of doubt surrounding his conviction for the murder of Mark McPhail in 1989. Convicted on the testimony of nine witnesses, seven of whom have retracted and one of whom is the main other suspect, he has always maintained his innocence, and there is a great deal of information online supporting this claim, including this summary of the case from Amnesty International.

Tonight, Brewer was executed, despite the objections of the victim's son, Ross Byrd.

We learned only a very short time ago as I write this that Davis has received a last-minute reprieve - though not a stay - meaning that while he will not be executed while the US Supreme Court debates the case, should they decide not to give him a stay, he could be executed at any time in the next seven days. Or hours. It depends how long the Supreme Court take to deliberate and what they decide.

If you are against the death penalty, it is quite clear that neither execution can be justified.

If you are in favour of the death penalty, this is as clear an opportunity as ever to say: here - you have two men who have been convicted of murder. One is absolutely definitely guilty, as far as we can ever be sure about guilt. There is an enormous degree of doubt over the other conviction. It is highly probable that the man is not guilty.

If you are in favour of the death penalty, your question is this: would you kill both men or neither?

No system of justice can be perfect. Innocent people will always be convicted from time to time. If you have the death penalty, that means that innocent people will be executed as a result.

If you are in favour of the death penalty, you are in favour of innocent people being executed.

It is as simple as that.

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Oggcamp 2011 Roundup

Last weekend I attended Oggcamp, a free unconference on the subject of technology, open source and community.

I had a fantastic time, and my head is still buzzing with ideas. Since I've been focussing mainly on music for the last few years, my geekier side has been somewhat dormant, modulo the occasional Perl script, but since Oggcamp I can feel it beginning to reawaken.

I was there because Dan Lynch of Rathole Radio and the Linux Outlaws podcasts, and one of the Oggcamp organisers, had asked me to give a talk about Pro Audio Production on Linux, and also to play a few songs at the party on the Saturday night. I don't claim to be a particular expert on Linux audio as such, but since both Fit and the Conniptions albums were produced on Linux boxes, it struck me that I could easily give such a talk, so long as I stressed that all I could do was share my own non-expert knowledge and experience, and give pointers to resources for further information.

I'd hoped to prepare the talk well in advance but it wasn't to be, and I ended up staying up until 5am the night before Oggcamp making notes. Foolishly I opted to make the notes directly into OpenOffice Writer - what was I thinking? - rather than researching the possibility of online slideshows, so I didn't discover the excellent Slidy until too late. Slidy is the slideshow software written by Dave Raggett and used as standard by W3C people - you write your slideshow directly in HTML according to a simple format easily customisable with CSS. Upload that and bam - a full-featured slideshow for your talk capable of doing anything HTML can do, such as embedding Soundcloud widgets, say.

Here, for example, are the Slidy slides I really really should have made before Oggcamp.

My talk was scheduled for 12pm on the Saturday, which, due to various journey-related catastrophes, is also when I managed to arrive in Farnham. Fortunately, another talk was slotted in at the last minute, which turned out to be the fascinating and horrifying story of Karen Sandler of the Gnome Foundation and her experience of being fitted with a pacemaker running proprietary software; it turns out that in the US at least, there are little or no quality controls on the software being used to keep people with heart problems alive; it also turns out that Karen was the first person to query this, and the answers she received are very troubling. Bugs that cause an application to crash are one thing; bugs that could cause people to die are on a very different level. She's given the talk before, and you can see a video of it here.

I was kindly lent a notebook for my own talk and attempted to punctuate it with a few illustrative web pages, which meant that I did that dreadful thing where the speaker pauses every five minutes to try to type in a URL on an unfamiliar machine. Ugh. Overall I was disappointed with myself for not having prepared the session as well as I should have done, but there were some interesting questions at the end and I received a certain amount of positive feedback from people.

I spent the rest of the weekend happily bumbling about talking to interesting people and attending other, better prepared sessions, highlights of which were as follows:

• Ken Fallon's session on Hacker Public Radio, a daily podcast focussed on the interests of that community of people who know what the word 'hacker' actually means, and to which I am in grave danger of contributing (apparently they want a series on music theory...); Ken also interviewed me at some point for the podcast. Which was nice.
• Tim Dobson on the UK Pirate Party and his experience of standing for them as a candidate in the last General Election. This was both fascinating and informative. While I am more than broadly sympathetic to the aims of the Pirate Party in terms of digital freedoms, this session confirmed for me that there are still many serious problems which the party has yet to solve before I could begin to consider voting for them. Two separate people pointed out that the name 'pirate' has unelectably negative connotations; Tim's suggestion that the party was 'reclaiming' the word 'pirate' seemed somewhat thin, to say the least. While the PP are very clear about their views on digital freedoms, they have yet to address the issue of 'all other policies', and Tim's answer - when you vote Pirate you'll get someone in favour of digital freedom who may have any view from extreme left to extreme right or anywhere in between on other issues - did not seem to me to be satisfactory. Finally Tim was unable to answer the simple question, 'what are the underlying values of the Pirate Party'; I don't think that any of these issues are Tim's fault - I'm not sure there is an answer to them - they are all things that the PP needs to look at very hard and find proper answers to if they want to be taken seriously.
  
• Christopher Gutteridge's session on Open Data. The truth is that I actually missed this session completely but was fortunate enough to run into Christopher at lunch afterwards, who proceeded - possibly not entirely intentionally - to give me a two and half-hour personal tutorial on the subject of Open Data, RDF, SPARQL and the really great things that can be done with semantic datasets and the mixing and matching thereof, with numerous real world examples, both practical and otherwise. This was the absolute highlight of my weekend, as Christopher knows this stuff as deeply as anyone in the world, while I have been failing to get my head around the semantic web since my first encounter with it at the WWW conference in 1999; following this impromptu tutorial I felt like I was beginning to get a handle on it. Not only that, but I'm pretty sure that buried somewhere in there is a solution to a particular problem I share with basically every other musician online in terms of having to enter gigs data (and other data) seventeen times over on different listings sites for each and every gig. Thanks to Christopher I now have some ideas for solving at least part of this problem, but that is a matter for another blog post.
• The joint live podcast by Linux Outlaws / Ubuntu UK Podcast. Essentially an hour's worth of live talk radio recorded with a large and geeky audience, it was kept highly entertaining from beginning to end by the onstage chemistry both between each podcast team and within them. Some felt that it got 'too political', given the extent to which the recent riots and their aftermath was - inevitably - discussed, but I felt that precisely the right balance was struck and that it was handled extremely well.
• Dan's set on the Saturday night - not just a fine podcaster and event organiser, but he's got a great voice and some excellent songs. You can hear his band, 20lb Sounds, here; his own write-up of the whole event is here.
  
• Generally hanging around chatting to people - I haven't met such a friendly, interesting and intelligent crowd in ages. I'm not going to list everyone - you know who you are - but the whole time I was there I didn't talk to a single person who didn't have something interesting to say, though it is more than highly possible that I got a bit drunk on Saturday night and talked a lot of bollocks - apologies to anyone who had to endure that.

In particular, I need to thank: Dan, for inviting me in the first place, for very kindly sorting me out with accommodation in the Premier Inn Aldershot and for sorting me out generally all weekend; Mark, for lending me his notebook for the talk; Andrew, for sorting out the sound during my talk and for the excellent question at the end; Marshall, for very kindly looking after my guitar and case on the Saturday night in the very crowded pub; Mike, both for buying my CD and for his own story about wrestling with Linux audio (Pulse and JACK can after all be made to co-operate sometimes, it seems); Les, for helping me sell another CD to CC Hits Jon who couldn't be there; Kris and Gordon, for beers and fine conversation; Christopher for the impromptu RDF tutorial; everyone involved in the team of people putting the event together and everyone else who was there.

In sum, an excellent excellent weekend. +1 would do it again.

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Now Is Not The Time For Speculation About The Riots In England

Following the violent, disgusting and utterly unacceptable events that began in London last Saturday night and continued to spread across England for several days, bloggers, tweeters, commentators, pundits, politicians, random acquaintances of old Oxbridge friends of Newsnight researchers and ordinary people with functioning larynxes, Facebook accounts, or both, from all over the world and beyond, have been queuing up to provide what our American friends would describe as their 'take' on it all. Literally hundreds of thousands of words and images have been written, spoken, uploaded, photoshopped or typed out in a big hurry about the riots and the looting. All in vain.

I say 'in vain' because it is, or it at least should be, quite clear that now is not the time for speculation.

We simply do not know what happened, nor who did it, nor why, and any attempt even to begin to unpick any of that is - as should be obvious to all right-minded people - to condone and to give succour to those evil criminals responsible for the violence and the property damage. That is not and cannot be acceptable.

Laughably, a map has been produced relating the flashpoints in London to areas of poverty and economic deprivation. It is far too early for such wildly speculative attempts at correlation. We just don't know whether or not the people who were committing these crimes came from deprived areas with high unemployment and little or no prospects for the young or whether they drove in from large comfortable houses in leafy suburban areas using the car they received as a gift on their 17th birthday. While some information has begun to emerge, via the courts, with regard to the professions followed by the common criminals involved in the actions - already we have a ballerina, a primary school assistant and a law student - it is far to soon to make a judgement as to the overall make-up of the mob. We simply do not know whether or not the rioters were largely on below-average incomes or on benefits; even if they were it would make no difference, and speculation on this kind of thing is pointless and counter-productive to the point of offensiveness.

There have been those who have attempted to point to the role of gang culture funded by the illegal drug trade. This is completely ridiculous and, frankly, utterly ignorant. It is clearly not relevant in any way to anything at all that an international multi-billion dollar industry which has existed in some form since the dawn of civilisation has, through near universal prohibition, been placed wholly in the hands of criminal gangs who operate on a structured basis involving lower level sergeants and foot-soldiers operating almost exclusively in run-down areas of major cities, providing at least some form of employment, kinship, and protection in areas not otherwise noted for the opportunities provided to those of the younger generations, or indeed anyone. Moreover, it should be quite obvious that the increasingly successful efforts of the police to damage, destroy and disrupt these criminal networks, leading in particular to a number of large seizures over the last few years will - perhaps sadly - in no way have any impact at all on what happens to the gangs at street level.

Specifically, it is known that when a particular gang of drug criminals is eradicated, the other gangs consider the territory and clientele now left unserviced by the vacuum to be sacred ground of a sort; they leave it untouched as a kind of memorial to their fallen or imprisoned comrades and all the remaining or surviving members of the disrupted gang give up their illegal activities and start studying accountancy: this is part of what these criminals consider to be their own peculiar Thieves Code, a kind of perverted and inverse form of morality unrecognisable as anything of the sort from the outside. In any case, as police, community workers, and readers of both the Daily Mail and the Guardian alike are well aware, they are all much too busy getting high or stoned to take part in any activity other than dealing drugs, recording hit albums, and occasionally shooting or stabbing one another quite safely in their own areas of town, far away from the peaceful and leafy suburbs occupied by the rest of us, the decent and law-abiding citizen majority who would never dream of taking any drug not certified and sanctioned as completely harmless and risk-free by the government, such as alcohol or tobacco.

In particular, it is nothing more than an unfortunate coincidence that the fatal shooting by police of suspected drug gang leader Mark Duggan in Tottenham happened just before the first unrest took place. Those suggesting that this was somehow a 'flashpoint' or a 'spark' that ignited the events that followed are just as bad and morally bankrupt as those who smashed in the windows of Argos in order to steal plasma screen televisions There can be no connection whatsoever between the drug gangs and the riots, and even the most remote suggestion to the contrary should to my mind be investigated thoroughly as being tantamount to an admission of involvement in something illegal.

Worse still, some have attempted to make a connection between recent allegations of widespread corruption in the financial sector, in politics, in the media, and the Metropolitan Police force, and the fact that huge numbers of ignorant young people with nothing better to do spent a couple of nights earlier this week wandering about boarded up shopping areas to see if any thugs armed with sticks or baseball bats had broken into anywhere, leaving them wide-open for any curiously larcenous passer-by to grab whatever they could. As Britons, we can all understand that this is patently ridiculous and barely worthy of a response. Brought up as we are to 'know our place' it is simply not computationally or societally possible for the naturally keen competitive nature and behaviour of those in the banking world or who sit in the House of Commons - falsely mislabelled as 'greed' by anarchists and ne'er-do-wells - to have had any impact on the worldview of ex News of the World readers or the audience of Sky TV. There may have been, it is true, one or two recent hiccups in the otherwise smooth functioning of the wise and warmly benevolent plans that the superior intellects of elite members of society have kindly devised for the rest of us, but - as the recent General Election amply demonstrates -  there is no evidence to suggest that there is so much as the least awareness or understanding of any of this among the vast bulk of the population, and this includes both those innocents who were terrorised by the violence as well as those criminals who perpetrated it.

It is too early for any kind of speculation about or analysis of recent events, and quite frankly there will never be a time when it is not too early for any kind of speculation about or analysis of what went on. All of those involved in the riots without exception are nothing more than a evil cancerous growth on our otherwise healthy and flourishing society; they are, from the youngest to the oldest, nothing more than the worst kind of common criminals who should all rightly serve long custodial sentences and then, afterwards, be banned from ever receiving any kind of welfare benefit, having a roof over their head, being allowed to enter or leave the country, to use public transport or any other kind of transport, to take their handcuffs off, or to cross the road. Only in this way can innocent law abiding people and members of the ruling class alike protect ourselves from these scum in future.

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