Fear Me, Wicked Record Execs
In which our columnist discovers the latest in genius MP3 software, and may never buy a new CD again
By Mark Morford

But of course you know about MP3 downloads. Napster. KaZaA. Yay. Song swapping as rebellion, as pop-culture revolution, as a way to really piss off Lars Ulrich. Then came the swift sword of dumb justice. And Napster went poof. But KaZaA and its brethren still thrive.

As do cheapass CD burners, and DVD burners, and spindles of 100 blank CDs for pennies apiece, all immediately followed by the increasing realization that, Jesus with a 20GB iPod, record companies and movie studios and etc. really have been ripping us off for, you know, millennia. Twenty bucks for the new Coldplay CD? Only 75 cents of which actually goes to the band? Something's got to change.
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