Skip to main content

Music Production is Now Accessible to a kid from Compton.

Things are changing.  

What things? 

Artistic ownership for one.
 
Our collective conception of what or who an 'Artist' is will continue to evolve with an almost. 

A technological alchemy is transforming the Artisan.

Is it good and bad? 

Likely. But I'm not one to dwell on bad results coming from a major socio-economic pivot.  

So as an amateur musician I remember a time when only the rare genius actually had recording equipment in their garage.

Analog, The Studor and two-inch tape.  

It wasn't analog recording itself excluding the vast majority of us. It was the cost.

The Studer J37 - used in Abby Road Studios cost $60,000 and originally had just one track.

And it just got monetarily more out of reach from there.

Your only way in was endless touring and continually submitting demo tapes.

And then along came the cassette four-track.  But like the incandescent light bulb the four track was swallowed up by a computer and master MIDI controller.

And where is analog?  No one cares. 

And why would they?  A single individual can build a viable recording studio for $500.

Affordable digital recording equipment busted down the doors and evaporated the threshold of music recording.  

A person with complete physical paralysis can now write, sing and record a song with no assistance.

Probably one of the coolest changes accompanying affordable recording is Gangster Rap.  

And say what you want about it but consider the consequences if this social pivot wasn't occuring.

The level of unrest and drug addiction would likely be without precedent.

Old money wasn't listening to the necessity of social upheaval. So Music just marched around them.  Now, a 20 year old kid from Compton can acquire the same wealth that would have been spent to keep him in his cage.

At least rappers seem to rap it out before they immediately go for their gun.  The possibility exists violence can be avoided through music.

And for those folks viewing Rap as anything but music I suggest brushing up on music theory.

By definition music is simply the movement of sound through time.

And the good news?  The threshold to music production is disappearing altogether.  It is wide open.  

An overweight, elderly Irish woman with a beautiful voice can be a legitimate rock star now.  

But that's not far enough. Music clearly desires production to be even more broadly accessible.

Song writing and production is now available without a garage full of cool digital gadgets.

A small rectangular device fitting in your hand is every bit as powerful as a workstation or even professional studio.

That has to be a miracle.

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Oracle Corporation Transforms into an AI Shot-Caller. By Tom Adams

Larry Ellison, Oracle's CEO and co-founder, has said the owners of high-level private corporate and government data will be the landlords of the AI landscape. Oracle’s recent moves indicate a significant pivot toward what Ellison calls the 'second phase' of the AI revolution: moving beyond public internet data to Private Enterprise Data (PED). The Oracle Federal Forum in Washington, D.C., on March 31, 2026, officially launched the Oracle AI Data Platform for Federal Government.  This platform is specifically designed to bridge the gap between high-level generative AI and the highly sensitive, esoteric data held by government agencies.   Oracle is betting on the concept of Isolated Cloud Regions which are air-gapped environments physically disconnected from the public internet.   These regions are designed to host Secret and Top Secret classified workloads.   By keeping the infrastructure entirely local and disconnected, Oracle addresses the data sovere...

Saved by a laugh

The days can be boring. So when the air is stagnant I look for some laughs. One of my favorite little pranks requires at least one child and a mother. The first step is always silently observe.  I'm looking for a mother really needing a laugh.  Then I slowly position myself in her path so the children are in front of me.   I pull my map and begin quizzically looking at the map.  Just as they are about to pass I stop them and ask, "Excuse me but can you tell me how to get to Sesame Street?". This is usually a sure thing; however, once I pulled this on two boys around eight years old and they DID NOT know what Seseme Street was so the joke was null and void. Who doesn't know Seseme Street? Getting old....

I thought I knew..

  It's tragic but true, sometimes our interpretation of an event is simply not accurate. Still, damage is rendered not from interpretation but from reaction. I have four roommates.   The group dynamic is pretty healthy because the guys are solid. So I was very surprised when my package came up missing. Alan, one of my roommates told me he had brought two parcels into the house and put them on the coffee table.  He said this was standard procedure.  He also said the other package belonged to the house manager Chris. Immediately I figured it was Chris who took my package.  Chris had gotten very upset with me a few days earlier because he believed I deleted his files off the old PC the house used.  I made it clear I didn't touch his files but he remained skeptical.   So I naturally assumed he was being vindictive and had taken my package.  After seriously toying with the idea of him on blast I finally decided to locate the files.   I f...