Napster Nazguled the Music Biz, but What the Internet Tooketh Away, the Cloud Giveth Back Once upon a time, there was a wonderful land of music, joy, and love. This land was known as “The Music Biz” and it was inhabited by handsome guy troubadours and gorgeous girl chanteuses who every day woke up and warbled beautiful songs into recording devices, which then transferred the tunes onto eldritch playing apparatuses made of tape, plastic and vinyl. If the people who listened to the tape, vinyl, and CDs found it pleasing, they bought large numbers of the musical devices, enriching the grateful music makers. More treasure was paid to the musicians when they appeared at clubs, auditoriums, and sometimes even entire parks, to be mesmerized by rich melodies and memorable lyrics sung live. Legendary are the artists and groups who became wealthy in this long ago, faraway place. Frank Sinatra. Elvis Presley. The Beatles. Rick Astley. The guardians of this happy land were various record label executives, agents, recording studios and sundry many other personnel. These stewards of the Biz were tasked with dispensing rewards and incentives to the composers of songs and the writers of lyrics, including limousine trips, flights...