I was listening the other day to a fresh underground alternative independent new hip-hop record. (We don't keep any other kind of hip-hop around) .
And it was called, if I'm not mistaken, Hell's Winter, by the collective Cage from the Definitive Jux label.
And there was this curious sample there, on which in a scary slowed-down voice the author broadcasted some phrase, at the end of which he made it seem like he was dying, and let out a corresponding groan.
And this unnatural snippet of sound repeated every 20 seconds throughout the song.
And as the song finished, it turned out that it kept repeating further on, in the next song, and in the next after the next, and so on until the end of time, which is to say, the disc.
And I figured then to listen closely to the phrase being uttered by the white-skinned rapper.
And that phrase turned out to be something like this in translation: "This is a promo version of the Cage album "Hell's Winter" Aaaaaaa . . . . [cry of a dying man]"
And it dawned on me then that this sonic brick was repeating not because of the author's artistic vision.
And I understood that it was repeating so that the evil journos, for whom a promo version of an album is usually intended, wouldn't compress it into mp3.
And wouldn't upload it to pirate servers, nor shove it into peer-to-peer networks.
And I remembered that I had heard something similar before, but hadn't grasped its purpose, due to the fact that the phrase that time was unintelligible.
And it was merely "Oh No", from the album of the eponymous group.
And I re-downloaded both albums as proper, retail releases, speaking in Russian, normal, retail versions, and was happy.
Here the little tale would end, but alas, no.
A month after this, a curious story took place, which I'll tell later. But it ultimately compelled my friend ihavedream to recount that he too initially mistook the phrase preventing the distribution of the promo album for the author's artistic vision. And after he downloaded the normal version, the record without the obsessive pounding of the digital watermark slogan even seemed a bit boring to him.
And the moral of this fable will not be told, because the main story is still ahead. And it is far more interesting than this prelude, although similar in essence.
A little tale about the «highest Western standard of studio recording» , part 1
2006-02-04