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Jewish World Review June 24, 2002 / 14 Tamuz, 5762
Ian Shoales
What this means is they make CD music compilations that reflect the image various high end chain stores want to project to customers, which are then sold to those customers so they can feel themselves to be the kind of people the kind of people who shop at high end chain stores. Unlike those CD holiday compilations that can only be purchased on television, these can be purchased only in high end chain stores, like Pottery Barn, J. Crew, Starbucks, Restoration Hardware-- you know the kind of joint I'm talking about. These CDs have names like Khaki Christmas, Wicker Fantasy, Plain White Jazz, Java Hut Hut, Scented Samba, Feng Shui Fandango, Music to Faux Finish By, Sun Dried Salsa, et cetera. Why do people buy these CDs? Supposedly, to reassure themselves that they are indeed the kind of folks who are worthy of shopping at the kinds of stores they like to shop in. And I can seen why today's self-aware over-thirty-somethings would prefer this pre-fab anthology to making the CDs themselves. After all, that would require a library of music. That would mean going to a record store. Modern record stores can be a scary proposition. They are warehouses full of CDs, the arrangement of which only makes sense to extreme aficionados. Categories include: emo, trip hop, ambient punk. What does all this mean? The modern record store is not a browsing environment. It's designed for people who know what they're looking for, and where to find it, in an atmosphere that owes more to the locker room than Martha Stewart. If today's thirty- or forty- or fifty-somethings are going to leave the house to buy something, they want to shop in a place with ambience, with little trendy bags, tasteful logos, and a wide assortment of things that look like all the other things that surround them.
The ownership of music may be in question-- composers and writers may be out
of luck royalty-wise in the grim future we face, but packagers-- those who
have the ability to put things in boxes and sell them to us-- they will
always make a living. We won't know their names, but they will survive.
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