Selling Out to Survive

Selling Out to Survive

Only Hipster Douche-Bags (in their $200 "Thrift Store Style" jeans) and Olds get this pissy when hearing songs in commercials. BFD! If your head-thinker can't separate the commercial version of the song and the version of the song that actually meant something to you, then you should be listening to records of squirrels fight. (I say "records" because obviously you'd sniff at anything that "not pure vinyl.")

Sometimes the mixture of the song + commercial leads to some good art: like a couple years ago and that awesome Hummer commercial with "Happy Jack." It was like a mini-Wes Anderson movie! And Nick Drake would probably kill himself if he'd missed that marketing opportunity to pair "Pink Moon" up with Volkswagen! (Yes. I know. It's called "irony." Ask your teen-aged kids.)

In the purest sense, as soon as a musician offers his "art" in exchange for money he's a sell out. And unless you know some musicians who'd prefer to live in a tent made out of bark and eat nothing but squirrels, every musician out there is technically a "sell-out."

So let these people make money the best way they can, and you keep downloading their music for free on the interwebs.

Seacrest, Out!