“Listen: I am ideally happy. My happiness is a kind of challenge. As I wander along the streets and the squares and the paths by the canal, absently sensing the lips of dampness through my worn soles, I carry proudly my ineffable happiness. The centuries will roll by, and schoolboys will yawn over the history of our upheavals; everything will pass, but my happiness, dear, my happiness will remain, in the moist reflection of a streetlamp, in the cautious bend of stone steps that descend into the canal’s black waters, in the smiles of a dancing couple, in everything with which God so generously surrounds human loneliness.”—Vladimir Nabokov, A Letter That Never Reached Russia (via bookmania)
“When I think about kids watching a TV show like American Idol or The Voice, then they think, ‘Oh, OK, that’s how you become a musician, you stand in line for eight fucking hours with 800 people at a convention center and… then you sing your heart out for someone and then they tell you it’s not fuckin’ good enough.’ Can you imagine? It’s destroying the next generation of musicians! Musicians should go to a yard sale and buy and old fucking drum set and get in their garage and just suck. And get their friends to come in and they’ll suck, too. And then they’ll fucking start playing and they’ll have the best time they’ve ever had in their lives and then all of a sudden they’ll become Nirvana. Because that’s exactly what happened with Nirvana. Just a bunch of guys that had some shitty old instruments and they got together and started playing some noisy-ass shit, and they became the biggest band in the world. That can happen again! You don’t need a fucking computer or the internet or The Voice or American Idol.”—Dave Grohl always knows what to say. Though it’s hard to believe that Nirvana just sucked.
"Why won’t MTV just play music videos? Once and for all, allow me to give that question a definitive answer."
For a good portion of the last decade, I was gainfully employed by MTV Networks. And during my time there, I was repeatedly asked one question ad nauseum by both friends and family. It’s a question I’ve also seen written on the internet, I’ve heard it on the radio and I’ve even watched the notion referenced in TV and on film.
"Why won’t MTV just play music videos!?"
Well, once and for all, allow me to give that question a definitive answer.
MTV won’t play music videos because you won’t watch music videos!
If video did in fact kill the radio star, then the internet came along and killed the video star. It’s absolutely true. Much like how the record industry has all but crumbled, so has the business of the music video. Everyone who blindly makes the claim that MTV should go back to its roots isn’t really thinking — and also knows nothing about the television business.
Allow me to explain.
First off, simply put, you’re asking for something you don’t truly want. Think about it. I mean really think about it. Imagine yourself lying on a couch in front of your TV. You flip onto MTV and catch an Arcade Fire video. You’re stoked! And then, three short minutes later, it’s gone. Next up - a new One Direction video!
Guess who’s most likely gonna change the channel instantaneously? You are, champ.
Humanity’s collective attention span is shrinking by the week. We now consume information on an on-demand basis. Gone are the days of waiting through what we don’t want until we reach what we do. And that, more than anything, is why the televised music video is dead. These days, no one is going to wait through the likes of Taylor Swift, Justin Bieber and Ke$ha hoping to catch something from Foo Fighters. Could you really envision yourself sitting down and watching one uninterrupted hour of popular music videos? It simply ain’t happening.
Guess what channel does play music videos all day long? mtvU. Guess who watches mtvU? Almost no one! There are commercials for Lady Footlocker that rate significantly higher.
Everyone romanticizes their youth. And that’s what the “Why won’t MTV play music videos?” question is really all about. It’s the same as fondly remembering your fanny pack, beeper, MySpace Top 8 or an episode of Perfect Strangers. It’s nostalgia — nothing more, nothing less. You’d like these things to re-emerge in theory, and in theory only.
MTV has tried. It genuinely has. And when it did, what it found out is that any rerun of a series like Rob Dyrdek’s Fantasy Factory does far better ratings-wise than a block of music videos. And ratings matter. Television is an advertising-driven industry. So while you may say the network should play music, it makes far more sense, and money, to air shows about condomless, humping hillbillies.
And like I mentioned before, the record industry has all but withered away. When’s the last time you actually shelled out money and purchased a new album? Exactly. Music videos, from the dawn of their existence, were merely promotional material put out by the record labels. But nowadays, labels realize that this is a bad investment. Where’s the return?
The old formula was as follows: Record label pays for a music video. Teenagers flock to their local record store and pick up the album. A handful of record label execs make an astounding sum of money.
Here’s the new formula: Artist pays for music video out of pocket. Teenagers watch the video on Facebook, then subsequently listen to it for free on Spotify. Most record label execs find a new line of work.
Michael and Janet Jackson’s 1995 video for “Scream” cost a ridiculous $7 million. Yesterday, I checked out the new Pixies video, which looked like it cost the price of a Golden Corrall all-you-can-eat buffet.
So, in short, why won’t MTV play music videos anymore?
1. Because even if they did, you wouldn’t watch.
2. Because we have the attention span of the smartest squirrel.
3. Because the internet is our new Carson Daly.
4. Because these days, the record industry is about as profitable as a Beverly Hills lemonade stand.
You may disagree with me, which is fine. But I’m absolutely right, which is fact.
Nightmare-naked. Like, everyone is pointing and laughing at your uncovered parts. Naked because it is the absence of something (leaf), probably something essential. It’s unwanted naked, rated high, the stakes even higher.
“Want” implies that there isn’t enough to go around. If you take it, it’s yours, but only if somebody else doesn’t steal it. Only if somebody else doesn’t get to it first. Gold in the backyard. You’ve been digging for a long time but have come up empty. There’s a price to pay, and no matter how ridiculous, you’ll cough it up, along with some of your dignity and your humanness and your kindness.
“Want” is blind. It doesn’t take into account anything but its own hunger, scoops the whole feast out of the pot onto the plate, eats it piping hot. No taste. It can’t see beyond the table which is an empty hole which is a prison.
Instead — “wish”.
I wish this for myself.
Because there is enough love in the world to go around. Because wishing in kindness for myself means I can wish in kindness for others. We have the same warm hungry hearts.
Riding bikes everywhere? Using recyclable diapers? Carpooling? We’ve been doing that in Eritrea for decades. Where’s our reward for saving the Earth? Why aren’t we plastered all over Time magazine? If we lived in the same disgusting, gluttonous fashion that Americans lived, this planet would no longer be able to sustain the human race. But yet, they blame the world’s environmental ills on “overpopulation” (code: poor brown people existing) and then usurp our lifestyle habits, trademark it as their own and pat themselves on the back for doing the bare minimum.
How convenient of such a narcissistic nation.
”—My uncle, upon learning about America’s “new Green Movement”. Obviously, he’s not impressed. (via eastafrodite)