From the money machine.
p2pnet.net News:- A while back I ran a mini-rave on p2pnet.
At least one of the comments was posted by a troll-suspect and provoked several responses.
Here’s one, with lyrics attached.
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Reading over the heated exchange between Anne [Seville] and ‘troll’ got me thinking about WHY people make music. True, artists, like the rest of us, need to make a living - this obvious fact I respect. What I DO NOT respect is the emerging pop culture, epitomized by junk like Ashlee Simpson’s MTV reality show, which holds that an artist is not truly successful until he or she leads the ‘high life’ - you know, a Gucci bag on every arm, and a chauffeured Bentley in every garage.
This perverted, and clearly corporate-driven way of looking at things leads ‘troll’ to believe that p2p signifies the end of musical creativity.
He/she would have us believe that garage bands around the world are disbanding, laying down their guitars and amps, because their profit-making-prospects are now destroyed by Kazaa and Soulseek.
What a sad indictment on ‘troll’s’ notion of music and art this is.
I say I don’t want to listen to the ‘music’ of a profit-driven ‘artist’ - these individuals aren’t even musicians as far as I am concerned and to be honest, I don’t care what happens to their income.
Artists create music because they love it and they will continue to create music even if p2p drives them all to poverty (as if that is ever going to happen!).
- Akiva
P.S. Troll, here are some pearls of wisdom for you to mull over and possibly share with your boss at Sony:
When I was just a child, my life was, oh, so simple.
And the ways of the great world seemed strange and funny.
Then when I was a young man, I learned of that machine that turns out all those bails of precious money.
Money, money, money, money, money, money, money, money, money, money,
Ooo, that money machine.
Now you can measure you manhood by it. You can get your children to try it.
You can bring your enemies to their knees with the possible exception of the North Vietnamese.
It takes a strong hit from the money machine, sitting on top, on top of the world.
Strong hit from the money machine, sitting on top, on top of the world.
Oh, General Motors and IBM. AFL-CIO and all the king’s men.
When I began the game, see me singing about the fire and rain.
Let me just say it again, I’ve seen fives and I’ve seen tens.
It was a strong hit from the money machine, sitting on top, on top of the world.
Strong hit from the money machine, sitting on top, on top of the world.
Money, money, money, money, money, money, money, money, money, money, ha ha ha.
Money, money, money, money, money, money, money, money, money, money.
Give me that dough, give me that dough, give me that dough, give me that dough.
Been living in the lap of luxury too long. Please, Mr. DJ, won’t you play my song.
Maybe my baby will listen on the radio.
Come back home to me, help me spend my dough.
I need a strong hit from the money machine. Sitting on top, on top of the goddamn world.
Strong hit, babe, from the money machine, woo, sitting on top, on top of the world.
Money, money, money, money, money, money, money, money, money, money.
Money, money, money, money, money, money, money, money, money, money.
From that money machine.
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See:-
mini-rave - What p2pnet is about, p2pnet, October 3, 2004





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