Music has entered the environment as an atmospheric element, like the wind, and in that capacity should not be subject to control and compensation. Well, not unless the rights holders are willing to let me turn the tables on it. If you think my listening is worth something, OK then, so do I. Play a Phil Collins song while I’m grocery shopping? Pay me $20. Def Leppard? Make it $100. Miley Cyrus? They don’t print money big enough.
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Verdant town of trees - *This week saw the fourth haiku in the Crossing Streams collaboration between Naviar Records and Western Riverina Arts.* It was written by Narrandera Libra...
