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Oct 24, 2020 - 1:34 PM
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OnyaBirri
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If one thinks of a film score as a painting for a moment, then it can be accurately said that all of the music created for a film is the whole painting.
(A painting for the ears, if you like.)
If the creator chooses to give us only bits and pieces of that painting--even if it is displayed in an artful fashion--it is still only bits and pieces.
I've said it before and I will say it again: I do not require anyone, even the creator, to spoon-feed their incomplete version of an complete vision to me.
I can make up my own mind.
To suggest that a complete work is somehow less artistic is to imply that the composers and artists are the best stewards of how that work is to be presented.
I would imagine that there are plenty of past examples where they were not.
I will leave it to others here to dig up examples, if they so wish.
The boutique labels, whatever their reasons may be, are (or should be) unwilling to do the editorial cherry-picking.
To do otherwise would risk raising the ire of the listener that may disagree with their choices.
Ultimately, that is as it should be.
I disagree. I don't need to hear every Sousa march, every kid playing chopsticks on the piano, every juke-joint fiddler playing shit-kickin' yeehaw music. The boutique label "producers" are too in awe of their heroes to make any sort of artistic decisions with their albums.
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Oct 24, 2020 - 1:53 PM
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With thanks to the screenplay of Amadeus:
THOR: A good effort Mr. Fake. Decidedly that. An excellent CD! You've given us many previously unreleased cues today.
[Doug Fake bows frantically fiddling with his beret: he is over-excited by Thor's praise.]
DOUG FAKE: So then you like it? You really like it, Thor?
THOR: Of course I do. It's very good. Of course now and then - just now and then - it gets a touch long.
DOUG FAKE: What do you mean, Thor?
THOR: Well, I mean occasionally it seems to have, how shall one say? [he stops in difficulty; turning to OnyaBirri] How shall one tactfully say it, OnyaBirri?
ONYABIRRI: Too many cues?
THOR: Exactly. Very well put. Too many cues.
DOUG FAKE: I don't understand. There are just as many cues as were required for the score. Neither more nor less.
THOR: My dear fellow, there are in fact only so many cues the ear can hear in the course of an evening. I think I'm right in saying that, aren't I, OnyaBirri?
ONYABIRRI: Yes! yes! er, on the whole, yes, Thor.
DOUG FAKE: But this is absurd!
THOR: My dear Mr. Fake, don't take it too hard. Your work is ingenious. It's quality work. And there are simply too many cues, that's all. Cut a few and it will be perfect.
DOUG FAKE: Which few did you have in mind, Thor?
THOR: Well. There it is.
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That is the gist of it. The boutique labels are answering to market demand, because ultimately they need to move product. It also helps, of course, that the people who run these labels often happen to share this particular preference (thankfully, there are exceptions -- like Caldera Records).
F*ck C&C.
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