Special Guest Post: Music Copyrights and Wrongs – Time to Kook a Burra, Mate!

Have you ever heard a song...for the first time...that flat-out resonates with you. Instantly, at first listen, it becomes one of your classic "go-to" songs?  The kind that never fails to bring a bit of joy to your day or your life.  I have. 

I have also come across a scant few people in my life that have made me feel that same way. One of those people is my good mate, Kip. I met Kip when I lived in Australia. Actually, we met at a Stones gig. How fitting.

Fitting indeed that we should meet at live music gig (the Stones!). Kip and I are music fans to the core. Fortunately we dig on the same styles and are joined at the musical hip.  Over the years we have shared many a musical experience ranging from live shows, song swapping and story telling to introductions to new music, old faves and lost classics. 

We also share a passion for the stories that are part of the DNA of the songs and the lore of the legends we love. We've shared many a beer just waxing on tale tales about our heroes. Every now and then we would hold a music summit. We would meet up at one another's flats with a bag full of sounds and just let 'em rip...for hours.

Kip is one of the most tried and true (blue) Aussies I have ever met. That being said he is traveling soul, too. Kip spent a decade in living in NYC. His musical exploits and brushes with fame would keep you entertained for hours. For while Kip earned his living as a journalist. He wrote for, to name a few, travel magazines, Sports Illustrated and...drumroll please...Rolling Stone magazine.  

I love Kip's work...you should read one of his emails...and am very happy to have him contributing to The 6149.  I think he just raised the stakes on me!

Cool Kip Fact!  AC/DC played at Kip's high school dance some 30+ years ago. You heard that right...Angus and Bon playing a high school gig when the band first started out. Beat THAT!

Kip is a loyal reader and commenter at The 6149 (thanks, mate). I asked him if he wanted to write something for us from time to time. Fortunately, that stoked his creative fire. Kip has pulled together his first 6149 post for our reading enjoyment. 

They say "write about what you know" and Kip has done just that: music and Australia. Kip has a crack at sussing out the recent copyright squabble over Men at Work's "Down Under" (I like the bit on "quoting" as it relates to jazz).  

Have at it Kipster...
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Music Copyrights and Wrongs – Time to Kook a Burra, Mate!

The mainstream music world was rocked recently. No, it wasn’t because new illegal download figures had been released. And it wasn’t because the Stones had announced their retirement. It was all due to a lawsuit being upheld against the writers of an iconic 80s anthem.

Australian Federal Court judge Peter Jacobson ruled that the flute passage in Down Under, Men At Work's popular new wave ode to life in the antipodes bears a resemblance to Kookaburra Sits In The Old Gum Tree, a children's folk tune written 75 years ago by a humble Aussie schoolteacher.

"I have come to the view that the flute riff in Down Under . . . infringes on the copyright of 'Kookaburra,' because it replicates in material form a substantial part of Ms. Sinclair's 1935 work," stated the judge in his ruling. Men At Work’s lead singer and songwriter, Colin Hay, maintains that the flute passage was unconsciously borrowed by the band’s flute player (not a writer of the song) during a performance, several years after it was written. The brief interlude, therefore, was part of the arrangement, not a part of the original composition.

Hear for yourselves:

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To me, though, the question shouldn’t be whether a riff was borrowed consciously or unconsciously, or was part of the composition or the arrangement. And it’s not about who owes whom money. The question now is whether culture can grow and thrive under conditions where a few notes can land you in a courtroom.

Copyright exists to give artists a monopoly on their work and to incentivise further creativity — this benefits society, because we all want new music and art, and the more the better. Too much regulation, though, and copyright starts to stifle creativity. No art, whether it’s literature, painting or music, is created in a vacuum — all works borrow (consciously or not) from the artistic milieu in which they were conceived. If an artist has to be afraid lest a tiny corner of his or her composition contains a recognisable element from somebody else’s, art suffers, and society suffers.

As Harvard copyright professor Lawrence Lessig has pointed out, where would writing be if you had to secure permission from the rights-holder of a text when you wanted to quote a paragraph for illustration or review? It’s too absurd to contemplate. Yet in other media, we are headed increasingly in that direction. It’s a good time to be a lawyer, but not to be an artist.

That there was a connection with the Kookaburra song was seemingly taken as a fait accompli by the judge, but I can’t remember it ever entering my mind, and friends that I’ve asked are similarly confounded. Voltaire once said that anything too stupid to be said is sung. Judge Jacobson should have dusted-off an eight track deck prior to handing down his queer judgement.

The judge made much of Hay’s admission of conscious or unconscious references, but there hasn’t been a piece of music written that wasn’t unconsciously referencing some past song, at least since Mozart (he was the deaf one, wasn’t he?). Robert Plant was gracious enough to admit that songwriters are one long line of beggars and thieves, and how can that not be so.

I think any reasonable person would suggest that whatever similarity was found, the supposed lifting of a few notes added exactly nothing to the value of the work, or its popularity, and should be compensated at that level. And that’s before we even get into the argument about whether copyright should be maintained some 75 years after the original ditty was penned, and a decade or so after the writer’s death.

The money is a big issue, but it’s the principle that stinks.

After the surprise ruling, Hay published a lengthy and very emotional statement. "The copyright of 'Kookaburra' is owned and controlled by Larrikin Music Publishing, more specifically by a man named Norm Lurie. Larrikin Music Publishing is owned by a multi-national corporation called Music Sales. I only mention this as Mr. Lurie is always banging on about how he's the underdog, the little guy. Yet, he is part of a multi-national corporation just like EMI Music Publishing. It's all about money, make no mistake," he wrote.

You know, Colin has a point.

"It is indeed true, that Greg Ham unconsciously referenced two bars of 'Kookaburra' on the flute, during live shows after he joined the band in 1979, and it did end up in the Men At Work recording," Hay conceded. "When Men At Work released the song 'Down Under' through CBS Records (now Sony Music), in 1982, it became extremely successful. It was, and continues to be, played literally millions of times all over the world, and it is no surprise that in over 20 years, no one noticed the reference to 'Kookaburra.'"

Well, Colin certainly has a point, there, too.

If any of the “Men At Work” did notice the imitation, they surely would have assumed that the song was ‘traditional’ and in the public domain. A payout to a rights-holding company nearly a century later in no way helps the author. It does nothing for struggling artists today, just as none of the millions paid for his paintings go to Vincent Van Gogh. Property law and art are poles apart. The law should change.

The most likely thing, I reckon, is that flautist Greg Ham “quoted” the riff as a clever and witty way of underlining and reinforcing the Australiana vibe of the song. Quoting is a jazz expression used when a soloist consciously references another song, generally during an improvisation. It is a common device and it is generally understood to be a compliment, not a rip-off. Maybe if they’d used that line of defence and offered some sort of compensation to the Kookaburra people the whole matter could’ve been settled amicably. Dunno. It’s all about money, I hear.

However, now that His Honour has handed down his verdict, can we expect that common sense takes control and damages are assessed at say $100, with all parties to pay their own costs? Sadly, I doubt it.

I went to see the musical Wicked the other day. Unmistakeably in the overture there are a few bars of Somewhere over the Rainbow. But I’ll shut up for $50,000.

Of course, this particular case occurs in the middle of a world-wide panic amongst luddite music labels over the matter of illegal downloading and file sharing, so I wonder if the times just did not suit Hay and his co-defenders?

Now, there might be something of a witch-hunt mentality surrounding illegal downloads (though I don’t think many professional musicians think so), and there is certainly a good argument that current copyright laws are badly drawn, have become draconian and exploitative and are inhibiting creative expression, the complete opposite of what they were originally designed to do, but it seems to me that even if all that were not the case, there is still a minor argument for compensation being paid to the Kookaburra copyright owner.

But that compensation should be fair. I saw an article in the aftermath of the case where Norm Lurie suggested he was seeking 40-60% of the royalties from Down Under and that strikes me as insane, even as a bargaining position. Less than one percent would be reasonable for “his” contribution to the track.So I feel a great deal of sympathy for Colin Hay. In part because he’s a great musician — I’ve seen his solo shows a bunch of times and many of his solo albums are simply brilliant — and in part because I think it really would be a serious injustice if he was forced to cough up 40-60% of the royalties from Down Under. But in an age where musicians, quite legitimately, worry about their work being stolen in the form of illegal downloads and other sorts of unauthorised transfers, and where major labels have made a point of suing individuals over such infringements, you can hardly expect musicians themselves to be exempt from having their use of copyrighted material questioned.

Possibly the most famous plagiarism suit is the 1970 George Harrison classic, My Sweet Lord vs. the minor 1963 Chiffons’ hit, He's So Fine.

George was gigging in Copenhagen with Delaney and Bonnie in late ‘69. He remembered the song that became "My Sweet Lord" was conceived when he slipped away from a yawn-inducing press conference and began "vamping" some guitar riffs, fitting the chords to the words "Hallelujah" and "Hare Krishna." Later, members of the band joined in, fired-up a doobie and the dreamy lyrics developed from there. Although Harrison is solely credited with the birth of "My Sweet Lord," the song obviously had many mid-wives. Legendary keyboard side-man and ad-libbing genius Billy Preston was also in attendance that day.

In 1994 John Fogerty was sued for self-plagiarism after leaving Fantasy Records and pursuing a solo career with Warners. Fantasy still owned the rights to the CCR library and sound. Saul Zaentz, the owner of Fantasy, claimed Fogerty's song "Old Man Down the Road" was a copy of the CCR toon "Run Through the Jungle." The court, in a moment of inspired ‘juris obvious’, made the landmark judgement that an artist cannot plagiarise himself. Zaentz was arrested later that night for raping himself.

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Have a go at these tunes...no worries, you won't get sued for playing them.

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The Klieg Light Club: When great artists go from "true to form" to "true to formula"

Recently I posted about keeping it simple in 2010. Let's chalk this one up as a sequel to that post. This time it's about keeping it real in 2010. 

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Have you seen the movie Precious?  

Yes? [collective exhaling, wide-eyed looks and shaking of the heads]

No?  Well then, you must see this movie. It is a harrowing story about the human will and the extreme, extremely extreme, challenges it can endure. The movie has been much talked about in the media and on blogs. In a flick filled with shocking moments, one of the most shocking is the performance of Mariah Carey.

Everyone knows who Mariah Carey is, right?  Yes, of course we do. She is known as a self-indulgent, high-maintenance, look-at-me, glamour-puss.  In Precious she played a run-of-the-mill social worker.  For the role, Carey stripped off her Diva persona and played the ugly duckling. In her own words:

"I had to lose all vanity," Carey said. "I had to change my demeanor, my inside, layers of who I am, to become that woman."

Oh my, Mariah. Oh, my.  Where to start...?  Let's start with the "layers of who I am" part of that statement. How crazy is this shit?  She really believes she has these "layers".  Is this a bad case of the stardom flu or is she serious. My guess is that she thinks she is serious. My guess is that she thinks that people don't understand that she is a real person underneath it all. My guess is that she thinks that moonbeams and winged unicorns shoot from her ass every-time she farts.

The ironic thing here is that Mariah thinks that she is acting in this movie when, in actuality, it may be her most real performance yet. As I sat in the theatre watching this, I thought to myself, "damn, she seems normal...why doesn't she come off this way all the time"?  Forget the no make-up haggard appearance, it was her likability that got me. Why does she chose (yes, choose) to come off so damn self-important and narcissistic in the press?  

She is caught in the crossfire of the klieg lights. She was a earnest singer with pipes that dominated the charts.  Now she is a indulgent Diva with performances that overwhelm the gossip rags.  Just like so many artists, be they actors or musicians, Mariah lost her essence. 

How many others has this happened to? Countless. Here is one that comes to mind:

Rod Stewart: Wow. Rod used to be a rocker.  He had swagger. He had rough edges. He had the last laugh. Now he is a laughingstock. Has there ever been a career that has experienced such a downward spiral. Seriously. He started out with Long John Baldry, fronted the Jeff Beck Group (brilliantly), led the almighty Faces, absolutely nailed five out of his first six solo albums (Smiler being the lone dud), and then... what the fuck happened? He became a star, that's what happened. Klieg lights...everywhere.

After "A Night on the Town" he started to fall apart. All of his rough edges became polished and glossy and he fell into the glits and glam of the '70's slipstream. He went pop chart and disco with "Footloose & Fancy Free" and "Blondes Have More Fun".  He became fodder for urban legends involving blow-jobs and stomach pumping.  He limped into the '80's with infrequent blips on the charts with songs hearkening back to days of yore. He rekindled old flames with live albums of old hits. And now...now he sells albums of covers songs to baby boomers, who, like Rod, think that almost is good enough. Yuck. 

The Good (the very good)

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The Bad

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The Ugly

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I feel dirty after that last video. I need to go play "Gasoline Alley" front to back right now to restore my faith in the gravel-throated goodness that once was Rod Stewart. 

Who else belongs in the Klieg Lights Club?
  • Elton John (the earliest stuff was so damn earnest)
  • Robbie Robertson (stop with the Indian albums and the movie producing and put out the classic you know you have in you..please!)
  • Stephen Stills (so much talent + so much meandering = coulda, shoulda, woulda)
  • Mick Jagger (solo stuff specifically)
  • Aerosmith (Dude looks like a train-wreck...)
  • Gregg Allman (he lost his way when he lost Duane...Allman and Woman?  Check out that link...WTF is that album cover all about!?! Come on?! That never would have happened it Duane was still alive).
On the flip-side, there are those who have stayed true to the course.  A sampling of the many that are in the Real Deal club: 
  • John Fogerty
  • Tom Petty
  • Levon Helm
  • Bruce Springsteen 
  • Tom Waits
  • Roger McGuinn
  • Keith Richards (solo albums and guest-star appearances seal the deal)
  • Neil Young (They King of Them All Y'All...in fact, he may deserve his own club)
What do you think about those lists. Agree?  You have any additions to either one? 

Stolen Melodies, Copped Riffs and Royalty Robberies: What do T-Bone Walker, Chuck Berry & Keith Richards Have in Common? (The RIff)

My wife is nowhere near the music fan that I am. She does not know (or care to know) a fraction of what I do about the songs and the story behind them are concerned. She does, though, have quite an ear for music. 

She regularly surprises me when she will say, "hey, this sounds exactly like such-and-such". She asked me one time, "don't these people get mad when someone else plays their song and claims it as their own"? 

Oh, boy. That is a can of worms I'm not sure I want to open up?! On second thought, why the hell not...

The history of recorded music is full of various stories about stolen melodies, copped riffs and royalty robberies. Some of the stories are legendary:

John Fogerty was sued (unsuccessfully) by his old CCR label, Fantasy Records, for sounding too much like himself! Fantasy said that "Old Man Down the Road" sounded too much like "Run Through the Jungle" and that Fogerty was plagiarising himself. What a joke. Fogerty had to go to court to defend his style. Hear for yourselves:

In an even more maddening example, Neil Young was sued by Geffen Records for not sound like himself enough.  How can anyone say this about Ol' Neil?!  They way the man shifts musical directions, you'd think the moon is controlling him as it does the tides (I love Neil for this reason). When Neil put out "Everybody's Rockin", Geffen sued him for making "uncharacteristic and uncommercial records". Ok, ok, maybe "Ol' '80's Cantankerous Neil" wasn't trying to break new ground with this one, but to be sued by his label...?  Here is a little ditty from that album:

And then there is this story about the Aussie band, Men at Work, that is making the headline news.  You all remember their 80's hit, "Land Down Under", right? How could you not remember that jaunty, lilting, flute melody in it?  Larrikin Music Publishing managing director, Norm Lurie, remembers it to...from his childhood. Larrikin is now suing Men At Work for back & future royalties on the song. They claim the flute part comes from the refrain of an old Aussie children's song, the "Kookaburra Sits in the Old Gum Tree".  

Check out this link to see/hear the similarities between the two. When done watching, please proceed to vomit in your lap. This lawsuit is a joke, too. Post Script: I lived in in Sydney for five years...Vegamite sandwiches are good.

Crazy stories, hunh? Can you imagine if the guy that wrote "Happy Birthday" had it copyrighted!?! We'd all be in court!

There are many, many, MANY other examples like this.  Sadly, most of them are about money. What I want to do is celebrate influence.  A few months ago I wrote a post about artists wearing their influences on their sleeves.This may be a quasi-Part II to that one. In that post I quoted two people: 

Neil Young: "It's all one song". (read here for the story behind that quote)
Hunter S. Thompson: "I've been plagiarising all my life.  Its called learning". 

And that is exactly what it is, isn't it...learning. You like/listen to someone. They have an impact on you. You are influenced by them. You take on some of the characteristics in your own playing. You develop your own sound from this. Is this stealing or is this influence?

Case in point: where would we be without T-Bone Walker, Chuck Berry and Keith Richards?  My guess is the insane asylum from having to listen to Pat Boone for a decade longer than we should have.

Let's have some good ol' music fun with influence using these three R&R behemoths.  

T-Bone Walker was an early pioneer (in the truest sense of the word) with the electric guitar sound. Once he plugged it in, he made that fiddle squeal and sing out like no one had ever heard before.  Surely that would influence young hot-shot guitarists; and it did. Hendrix stated that T-Bone was a big influence. Even more importantly, Chuck Berry sites T-Bone as one of his two biggest influences (Louis Jordan being the other). We all know Chuck's sound, right?  Yes, but was it really Chuck's in the first place?  Listen to this T-Bone cut, "T-Bone Boogie", that predates any Chuck recordings:

"WOW", right? Chuck has bitched and moaned for years about how he got robbed by people stealing his sound. Most famously, he sued the Beach Boys for stealing the riff from "Sweet Little Sixteen" and won (check out this cool site called, "Sounds Just Like" for a Berry/Beach Boys comparison).  Yeah, Chuck, I guess you were influenced by T-Bone. Have a listen to one of Berry's Great 28, "Bye, Bye Johnny". Sound a little like, "T-Bone Boogie"? Hell, yes.

Now we all know that there are a lot of "Chuck's children out there playin' his licks" (thanks for that lyric, Bob Seeger), none more famously than Keith Richards. Keith is an unabashed Chuck disciple. Keith has said that all he wanted to do when he started out playing was, "to sound like Chuck Berry". Chuck's riffs are found all throughout Keef's playing with the Stones and with his solo band, the X-Pensive Winos.  Here is a track off his first solo album, "Talk is Cheap". Listen for those Chuck riffs like they "were ringing a bell". Also, Johnny Johnson, Chuck's long-time pianist is on this track pounding out on the 88's. 

There are way too many Chuck/Keef stories to talk about here.  You should watch the most excellent movie, "Hail, Hail Rock & Roll" to get a feel for the relationship Master and Pupil had.  Here is a clip of the two Gunslingers "learning" how to play "Carol"

There you have it: influence in all it's rock and roll glory. It is cool to listen to those three songs in succession to see how that guitar riff has evolved. Can you think of any other great cascading riff lineage?
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Bonus Cut:
While we're at it, here is one last example: the Bo Diddley Beat. Bo's Beat was the new sliced-bread and may never be topped. Here is an early Bo classic and a song by the Allman Brothers from the same name: 

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