In a culture where the musicians themselves have sold out to the corporations, how could it?

Bob..you got it wrong. The corporations sold out the musicians! Think about it. In the days of the 70’s ( and way before)…. When I got into the real music scene, sessions, trying to get a record deal. I was asked to join Boz Scaggs band for the "Silk Degrees" tour 77. THE tour to be on that year!!!!!! I was 19, Just comin on and I had the coolest gig with the coolest band and Boz was a hero to me. Like a really fucking COOL older brother. He let me play alot, saying ‘Dig the kid, 19 years old" ..Jeff Porcaro was the drummer, a god to any one who has EVER known a real human GROOVE! The band was allstar and I was in heaven! Irving Azoff was the Manager, Craig Fruin was the tour manager and Howard Kauffman was the tour accountant ! NOT a bad fucking team eh??? They treated me SO well, like a little kid brother and really encouraged me, nutured me, looked after me..Fuck, I couldn’t go to the bar after the gig cause I was too YOUNG! I watched as the cats had laughs and drinks while I was like a fucking kid in Vegas watching Mom and Dad lose the house and there dignity! I chased after 17 year old girls as THAT was my demo. Boz was getting the kids in to the shows so I had a shot. haha. Fruin busted me on that one night when I was JUST about to pull. He said " Luke, she is under age, "No can do". ( Maybe this is where that Hall and Oats tune came from), To my bummer, I was forced back to my empty room, forced to pull myself around it, haha, and yet I was on top of the world. There WERE really cool passionate people in the biz. In MY opinion, WE..the musicians and artists and managers and accountants were all on the same team. The REAL record co. Presidents and there key A+R and Promo staff were all hangin out, digging records together, sharing there faves and the ones they PERSONALLY believed in, hit or no hit, a band was nutured on a 3-4 album basis knowing the first one had promise, maybe a radio hit, 2nd the band grows from touring and experience and more writing, more sales and the Rec co. guys were THERE hanging , partying, groovin, LAUGHING together at the insanity for this fucking stupid wonderful business. Then..someone found out how much fun and money was being made and then the WRONG types started creeping in. Those in the know , KNOW what I am talkiing about. This is NOT a beginner course. This is for you Bob, or for anyone that REALLY has been around . The good old days WERE the good old days. There was healthy compitition and a secret love between all if one of the "brothers" did well. There was room for us all! So much work as there were no machines to do the job. No computers to book a tour. No Programs to make the numbers work! Men would go to the fucking WALL for what they believed in! Passion and NO was not an answer, just an excuse to not make it happen! A fool you were if you didnt die trying!! I owe my career and life to these people. My brothers Porcaro, My pal Paich and all the people I met thru them all. Everything that has happened , good and bad, I owe to these early experiences. these people, All whom have gone on to be greats in their fields, or have sadly passed on, or just gave up when "the suits" showed up! Bob, I know I am right. The life I just shared with you will never exsist again. Well. one can hope. Luke