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09

New IAMX Album Leaks and Chris Corner Reacts

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There was a blog post entitled “STATEMENT” on IAMX’s MySpace yesterday. It read:

I WANT TO SAY SO MUCH BUT I WILL KEEP IT SHORT.

THERE ARE TIMES WHEN I AM CONFUSED BY THE MOTIVES OF PEOPLE.
I WANT TO REMIND ANYONE THAT LISTENS TO THE MUSIC OF IAMX , THAT IT IS A FIERCELY INDEPENDENT PROJECT. THAT MEANS WE, AS A CLOSE GROUP OF ARTISTS AND FRIENDS, STRUGGLE AND WORK INTENSELY TO GET IT OUT INTO THE WORLD. WE PRODUCE IT, PROMOTE IT, NURTURE IT AND NOW SELL IT OURSELVES. IT IS OUR BABY. WE ARE NOT BOUND TO A MAJOR CORPORATION AND HAVE NO MAJOR FUNDING . WE ARE NOT INTERESTED IN FAME AND WE ARE PROUD OF WHAT WE DO.
I BELIEVE THAT SHOWS IN THE CONSCIENCE AND SINCERITY OF THE APPRECIATORS OF THIS MUSIC.
I BELIEVE OUR FANS ARE SPECIAL.
BUT PEOPLE MUST BE WARNED OF THE DEPRECIATING VALUE OF ART.
MUSIC IS IRRESPONSIBLY AND DISRESPECTFULLY UPLOADED.
THE EMOTIONAL CONCERN ,TECHNICAL CRAFT , INTENSE CARE AND SPIRIT THAT IS PUT INTO IT, IS CRUSHED WITHOUT CONSIDERATION.
I AM NOT ONLY WORRIED ABOUT BEING ABLE TO CONTINUE MAKING IAMX MUSIC , BUT WORRIED ABOUT THE SLOW DESTRUCTION OF THE SOUL OF THE AUDIENCE. OUR HEARTS NEED MORE THAN JUST UNEARNED INSTANT GRATIFICATION. REWARD COMES THROUGH LONGING, WAITING, SUPPORTING AND DESERVING.

IN ATTEMPTING TO PROMOTE THE NEW IAMX ALBUM WE BEGRUDGINGLY SENT A LINK TO ‘IMPORTANT’ JOURNALISTS. A LINK WHERE THEY COULD LISTEN TO THE FULL ALBUM AND WE COULD DISCUSS IT IN INTERVIEWS.
THIS TRUST WAS ABUSED AND THE ALBUM WAS PUT ONLINE.
THERE IS NO MORE ANTICIPATION. THE GAME IS OVER.

THEREFORE I AM CALLING ON YOU, FRIENDS AND LOVERS.
WE NEED TO TAKE RESPONSIBILITY TOGETHER TO PROTECT ART AND HOLD IT AS SACRED. I DON’T JUST MEAN IAMX . I MEAN EVERYTHING. AT SOME POINT WE NEED TO KILL OUR LETHARGY AND BELIEVE IN THINGS. EVERYTHING IS SO EASY. WE FEEL THE WORLD OWES US EVERYTHING NOW. THAT IS INSANE AND UNHEALTHY.
WE ARE SPOILT, CYNICAL CHILDREN THAT NEED TO GROW UP.

I HATE MONEY. I HATE THAT WE ARE MONEY DEPENDENT. IT IS A DISEASE OF SOCIETY AND THE CONTROLLING TOOL OF THE ELITE, BUT NEVERTHELESS IT EXISTS.
WE NEED YOU TO BUY THE RECORD , NOT DOWNLOAD IT . WE NEED YOU TO BUY MERCHANDISE AND COME TO THE SHOWS. GONE ARE THE DAYS OF HUGE RECORD DEALS AND ENDLESS SUPPORT. WE ARE TRAVELING SALESMEN AND GYPSIES.
IF YOU FEEL THAT SOMEHOW YOU DESERVE TO HAVE THE ALBUM WITHOUT PAYMENT OR CONSCIENCE THEN I AM OPEN TO HEAR YOUR REASONS. I WANT YOUR FEEDBACK AND TO BEGIN A DISCOURSE

ART HELPS US DEAL WITH BEING ALIVE. IT OILS THE BRITTLE WHEELS AND GIVES US A GLIMPSE INTO A DEEPER PURPOSE OF OUR TINY EXISTENCE.
IF YOU CARE, THEN DO EVERYTHING IN YOUR POWER TO HELP US CONTINUE MAKING IT.

LOVE

CHRIS

This was my comment in reply (it doesn’t seem to have been approved and put up at the time of writing this post):

As you say, online, digital communication has made people impatient, solipsistic and absorbed with instant gratification. Everything is available all the time, and because of that, it’s all lost value. In a sense, the Internet and its myriad developments are working against capitalism, demands are being immediately met by an endless supply without money changing hands; working against capitalism isn’t always a bad thing, especially when it allows for information and art to circulate. In fact, IAMX has used the Internet as a tool for promotion to fine effect. Most independent artists rely heavily on the low cost of online promotion.

However, the wholesale uploading of albums has crawled out of Pandora’s box along with the good, and it’s an unstoppable issue. Instead, laws like the DMCA, which were created to halt this, have continually targetted the wrong people, like individual bloggers who put one or two tracks up for a limited time in order to encourage people to buy music. These little victories for the industry and bodies like the RIAA are pyrrhic ones, and they do not stop the real perpetrators, who can find their way around any restriction and law. The Internet is difficult to police, and art is increasingly being turned into information – a series of zeros and ones – while contextless information has become a global currency and a means of cultural capital. Everyone wants to be the first one to prove he/she has a piece of information – the value is inherent in the fact it is coveted, new data, not in its emotional, human value. I suppose, in a way, we are all becoming more and more like data-crunching machines. And this whirl and glut of information feels like a disease in my brain.

It all comes down to whether art should be a commodity or art, and the way society is (d)evolving, I’m not too sure which would be a better idea. Or the more profitable idea. The future of the artist is a difficult one, including the musician, who, leaving the ludicrous, bloated major label industry behind, seems to have jumped from the pan into the fire. In the end, the leaking of albums is just one of the new, immutable realities of this online culture, and I’m not sure I have an answer for a way to combat it effectively. My only suggestion is to keep making art you love and communicating it to those who also love it, and trust that they will support you via purchases and seeing you live. And never trust a music journalist.

I’ve always believed that the true music fans, the ones you’d actually want as fans, are the ones who will always buy your music and merchandise. The people who download it for free are either people who never intended to buy the album in the first place, or fans who couldn’t wait – in rare cases, they could be potential fans, who will buy once they sample it. I have a feeling art is your way of being, and despite financial restrictions, you would continue to create, at the very least, for yourself. But I, for one, do not want to be shut out from it and its inspiration. Art begets art; information births databases. Rather than become obsessed with information architecture and organization, we need to re-embrace an aesthetic pleasure that engages all the senses. In the past, artists were supported by patrons, individuals who truly believed in the artist and desired and appreciated their art. I, and many others, believe your art has value – please consider us your patrons.

I could probably go on and on regarding this topic as my lengthy comment indicates and as the pages of replies on IAMX’s blog grows. Yes, in many ways, Corner and his management were naïve to think that they could trust music journalists and that a leak wouldn’t happen. Just about every album leaks these days – sometimes three or four months in advance. And while it will hurt independent artists more than major label artists and/or established artists, it’s become a part of the music industry, and efforts to stop it just end up hurting the wrong people. It’s a part of digital advancement that cannot be halted; it needs to be adapted to, and while everyone involved in the music industry tries to find their feet during all this, I’m not too sure what the ultimate method for adaptation will be. I do know that accusations and punitive measures against fans are never a good idea.

Maybe there will be a day when artists don’t make livings at selling their art, and instead, make art for the love of it and strictly because they can’t stop, regardless of who their audience is. There are already tons of artists out there, including writers and painters, who don’t rely on their art to make a living. And no one has condemned libraries for allowing anyone to read thousands of books without purchasing them. While the analogy isn’t perfect, it does point to a possible shift in the way people consume music. It’s often a try before buy culture, and with the sheer amount of “art” out there, this aspect can often be helpful. How many of us bought major label albums on the back of a few singles and then hated the rest of the album? I’m old enough to have not grown up with MP3 filesharing (Napster came into being during my last year of high school, and I didn’t have a home computer until I was in university), and I was burned many a time buying terrible records for $20.00 that I’ve now had to sell for a $1.00. At the same time, I try to imagine what it would be like coming of age in this MP3 world and having access to so much music so instantaneously and freely; if that’s all you’ve ever known, you’re bound to have a different perspective on consuming music. The music industry has always been dependent on making a quick buck, churning out one hit wonder, hyped singles that sell enormously well and fading into worthless obscurity once millions of people are left stood there with their useless single in hand. Maybe this digital revolution is the price we all must pay for an industry that hoodwinked and exploited everyone so long and so ludicrously. And who continue to do so whenever they can (see X-Factor singles and transient NME bands).

Having said all this, phenomena like the recent renaissance in vinyl show us that there are still true music lovers out there, and there likely always will be. I think it comes down to people themselves and how much they value art; I believe the real, discerning fans will continue to buy from and support their favourite artists, especially those who continue to create quality music. In that regard, I don’t think Chris Corner need worry. Trust your fans. Not music journalists.

You Stick It In Me – IAMX

You’re the Conversation (I’m the Game) (Acoustic) – Chris Corner

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2 Responses to “New IAMX Album Leaks and Chris Corner Reacts”


  1. 1 jc
    April 18, 2009 at 2:16 pm

    Hear Hear.

    Great analysis of it all.


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