For the lucky few that get to cast their eyes upon me booty, a full 65 gig o' tunes in me music library, they may shout, "Blimey, where'd ya find such a motherlode?"
In most cases, a good cap'n ne'er reveals his tricks, but i'll tell ye this once and only once:
I've been anchored in Pirate Bay for many months.
"Avast, ye scallywag! That be stolen loot!"
Aye, but this pirate is done paying fifteen dollars for three to six minutes of good music, only to find out that its another forty minutes of crap. I'm tired of paying good money for a reliable band's new album just to find it full of unsubstantial radio bait. I'm talking to you, Snow Patrol!
I may not have obtained some of my new ships by "legal" means, but they be strong vessels nonetheless, and I'll sail them for many seas. Had I not embraced the philosophy of downloading music, I surely wouldn't have gotten into:
Frightened Rabbit
Beth Orton
Manchester Orchestra
The Flaming Lips
Sigur Ros
Jon Hopkins
Jets to Brazil
God is an Astronaut
City and Colour
Bright Eyes
Air
Stars of the Lid
Bon Iver
The Airborne Toxic Event
or
I never thought I could be a 30 Seconds to Mars fan. But after downloading their music, I realized that I liked them so much that I sailed all the way to Indianapolis on a Wednesday night to see them in concert, where they pull in most of their bounty anyway. If I steal and pillage music from an artist and I think it's a fair effort on their behalf, then I will give them all the financial support I can. If it's not quality, then they didn't deserve any of me gold anyway.
Outlaws such as meself don't plunder from such good mateys because we want to blow the man down. We do it because the system be broken, cast adrift. Maybe the lot of us that sail through Pirate Bay are on our way to fixin' it, or maybe we're all heading for Davy Jones' Locker. Either way, we be livin free 'til we get there.
1 comments:
This is Awesome. Especially because I did read it with the soundtrack playing in the background!
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