Then a funny thing happened, as I began to sing along to the lyrics….
That’s where the computer geeks stopped the song, instead of letting it naturally progress into Browne’s cover of “Stay” - the way I've heard since the album came out 30 years ago.
And that’s when I was reminded that all the "music genome" propeller heads in the world can stream all they want, but they’ll never really “get it.” They’ll never communicate the passion I have for my music. They’ll never wear the shoes of those great jocks that live and breathe the music of a generation.
How can they? Their exposure to “The Load Out / Stay” probably began and ended when they used their parents’ “Running On Empty” LP for a Frisbee. They have no context to rely on and don't realize what a heartbreaking mistake they are making when they click and drag a nameless, faceless computer file across the screen and into a different file.
You can give a digital tin man a heart any day you want, but it will only render a digital “tick tock.” It will never beat in time with the heart and soul of the music and the people who live and breathe it.