this is so fucked?? and the last clip is literally little mix’s situation?
This is why merch is so expensive, why concert tickets are so expensive, why some artists beg you not to illegally download their album, why big artists fight so hard for small artists, why it’s a problem that streaming sites/apps don’t pay the artists enough.
Record labels are literally like old school Hollywood studios – they own their artists in every sense of the word. And they exploit them.
For a source, this is from “Artifact” which was Jared Leto and 30STM fighting their record label and them documenting the process. This was a fascinating documentary, and this clip above is one of the reasons.
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I have a few Flag Stories about belligerent Englishers putting out union jacks and English crosses in response to people flying their own flags but the stories are more or less all the same: I have rarely encountered a white English person flying the flag out of patriotism, but I would need all my fingers and toes to count the times I’ve seen English and British flags flown out of blusteringly angry xenophobia and racism.
In all the time I lived in Britain I think I saw the British flag flown once by an individual out of pure patriotism. Our neighbour, who was the loveliest, most helpful person I’ve met in a long time, flew the flag. I remember seeing it when we moved in and being quite concerned, but he was invariably lovely.
Every other time, it was flown by some racist bigot who wanted me to go back where I came from (…”but I don’t like Hemel Hempstead, it’s a bit of a dump”).
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She is three and a half days old, and we are FRIENDS.
(I know, because we butted heads).
Did you get to feed her? Being so young she probably needs to eat all the time.
I DID!
Needing to eat all the time (every 3 to 4 hours) is why she was at my office in the first place. One of the branch librarians had to work here today, and she couldn’t leave her on her own, so she came to work with us!
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Of all the things…
…I thought I’d struggle to get in the USA, Rosehip tea wasn’t one of them.
Now I know, if we go to the right grocery store, we’ll find it. I have faith.
But it’s my go-to bed-time comfort-tea. And we’ve not got any. And we’ve been to about 4 stores, and none of them have had it. It’s becoming a quest.
And I’ve got a cold. So I want my go-to-comfort-bed-time-cozy-snuggly-tea. *sulk*.
I’ve also spent the day not buying things on e-bay (or cars.com, or craigslist) which is a dubious past time that leads to temptation*. And temptation leads to…
…yeah. So, I have to be careful.
On the plus side, despite lurgee, I’ve managed to finally stop playing voicemail ping-pong and actually caught the person I was aiming to catch, and have now arranged a second interview for next week. Ra! (TerrifiedRa!).
* Look! The ungodly offspring of a Range Rover and a Morris Marina! That clearly should be on our drive. What’s that you say? A Commuta-Car! Fuck yeah! Need that right away. Oh, poor little DS… I hear your cries… I’ll look after you… Gaaah.
And that’s before we’ve even got to test equipment… Or stuff for the business…
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I wonder when exactly it was that Star Trek stopped being perceived as light, fluffy, not-really-legitimate sci fi that ~housewives~ liked and started being seen as serious nerd business that girls had to keep their gross cooties off.
Also when did the Beatles start to be remembered as rock legends rather than a silly boy band teenaged girls liked?
When men decided they liked them.
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I am a
PERSONNUMBER!Well, sorta. I have discovered the truly wonderful and Brazil-like nature of attempting to navigate bureaucracy without the magic number. It turns out that it is, essentially, impossible. However, towards the end of last week that magic card arrived.
And suddenly a billion doors opened up to me.
I now have health insurance (thanks to Kathryn), I have a driver’s licence (or Driver Licence as it’s called here), and co-incidentally I’ve got some job interviews lined up.
Woot.
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Properly organized fox storage
Please refill left fox at earliest convenience.
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