The Whatevermen's Responses to this fine letter
Cyborg X-7 Says:
I'm so glad that Michael here has proven a point which would have been
self-centered for us to make. Michael is a true example of just how
necessary our services are. Let's look at this point-by-point.
Look how vehemently he defends Metallica. In direct opposition to
your standard idol-worship phenomenon, he continues to do what this
"great" band with an "awesome shadow" has explicitly
forbid him to do: Here he is on Napster, downloading away. In fact, he
almost makes me want to take the hand of Lars Ulrich and march right
beside him in this cause. After all the names this manequin has called
us, he's nothing but a hypocrite -- he claims to idolize this band, and
yet they've asked him nicely to stop doing something and he hasn't
complied. Didn't they prove years ago with Ozzy Ozbourne, in the court
of public opinion, that you're supposed to do everything the rock
star says?
He calls what we have done "insolence," which if Ulrich could
use words that big he would have probably called the actions of this clod.
This is in fact exactly the response we wished to incite with our material;
in a sense, "Goddammit, I was gonna rob that bank, what the hell did
you do that for?!" Like the guy who gets upset at everyone but himself
when he gets busted for cheating on his wife, this guy's got a lot of
misplaced anger.
"Napster should not be wasted like this." Well, pardon me but I
just happened to notice you were committing larceny from your parents'
computer (notice I'm taking the high road here and assuming his parents are
not divorced). Give me a legitimate use for Napster and I'll stop sending
you our stuff.
Speaking of legitimate uses for Napster, he suggests early on that our
group (he doesn't seem to know whether we're a group -- as in boy band -- or
a band, or a company) doesn't see ourselves as good enough to post our stuff
on Napster with our real name on it (or at least "The Whatevermen").
In pure textbook form, he buys the lie that unknown bands can make it on the
Internet. Unless you already have a 20,000-strong fan base from touring
Southern California, and they can consistently push your songs up the mp3.com
charts, have you ever heard of an unknown band making it on the
Internet? Let me put it another way: Before you saw this website, what are
the chances you would have done a search for "The Whatevermen" on
Napster? Or anywhere else, for that matter? That's right. While the RIAA
authorized the release of just 2,900 albums in 1999, Napster signed up over
17,000 unknown and unsigned groups in the past 12 months. Have you heard of
any of them? I didn't think so.
Chances are this (in our best estimation) 14-to-16-year-old heard about
Metallica through all the standard channels: Rolling Stone, MTV, CHR (Top 40)
Radio, and their prominent marketing throughout record stores and places that
sell posters and t-shirts. He didn't hear about -- or grow to worship --
Metallica from the "Get Discovered on Napster!" crap he handed us
in this e-mail. The record industry owns radio stations, owns MTV, owns
magazines, AND they own Metallica. Metallica is four pieces of ringed-up
white trash who were in the right place at the right time and could not
command the crowds they do without the help of a handful of companies who are
so powerful they once made Vanilla Ice popular.
I can only say it so many ways: You wouldn't like Metallica if it weren't
for the packaging. Okay, maybe some of you would, but certainly not even the
400,000 Napster users that good 'ol Lars discovered. We work within the interest
of seeing each and every one of you make your own decisions about things, and
to have the sense to know when the entertainment industry is making you believe
you have a choice. Looks like poor old Mike here is going to be the record
industry's whore for quite some time. And when -- Oops -- they do it again, he'll
be right there in line with his twenty bucks.
The Whatevermen invite your intelligent comments (for an example of unintelligent
comments, see above). Write us at [email protected].
We sincerely promise that if you don't make an ass of yourself or cut us down, we
won't put your letter on this page :-).