Man guys, just throw in that towel
1 Comments Published by JKREW on Tuesday, November 27, 2007 at 8:59 AM.
Universal Music's CEO Doug Morris did a Wired interview in which the 68-year-old man said that he didn't really understand technology, that the record industry couldn't respond to Napster in 1999 because it didn't even have the in-house expertise to figure out whether a technologist was lying or not -- also, he compares his industry to a character from the comic strip Li'l Abner (which, New York magazine reminds us, stopped running in 1977).
"There's no one in the record industry that's a technologist," Morris explains. "That's a misconception writers make all the time, that the record industry missed this. They didn't. They just didn't know what to do. It's like if you were suddenly asked to operate on your dog to remove his kidney. What would you do?"
Personally, I would hire a vet. But to Morris, even that wasn't an option. "We didn't know who to hire," he says, becoming more agitated. "I wouldn't be able to recognize a good technology person — anyone with a good bullshit story would have gotten past me."
http://nymag.com/daily/entertainment/2007/11/universal_music_ceo_doug_morris.html
"There's no one in the record industry that's a technologist," Morris explains. "That's a misconception writers make all the time, that the record industry missed this. They didn't. They just didn't know what to do. It's like if you were suddenly asked to operate on your dog to remove his kidney. What would you do?"
Personally, I would hire a vet. But to Morris, even that wasn't an option. "We didn't know who to hire," he says, becoming more agitated. "I wouldn't be able to recognize a good technology person — anyone with a good bullshit story would have gotten past me."
http://nymag.com/daily/entertainment/2007/11/universal_music_ceo_doug_morris.html
I love the "my dog needs me to remove his kidney" analogy. Makes no sense at all. More accurate would be to say the music industry was his baby, and Morris just stood there coochie-cooing and offering applesauce while the little fucker grew up, took the keys and went out to get himself some fucking taco bell.
Or something like that.