Can one dance at one's seat?
'Cause if the Music's any Good atall
who's gonna just sit around and watch?!

If ya gots ants in yurs pants
yur gonna DANCE.

@2 It's kind of hard to pay the rent on $50 and three drink tickets per night. There's not a working musician alive today who doesn't know this.

The acts that do manage to make recordings with wide popular appeal have always been a relatively elite few, to be sure, but something seems a bit anticapitalist about the idea that none of those successful elite should enjoy any direct profit for their achievements, with all the cash generated by their recording work flowing instead into the pockets of a few glorified server-farm janitors.

There’s something fraudulent about concert films. It’s like you’re not there for the real thing, you don’t see it as it really was. You only see what the filmmaker interpreted it as, not what you would have interpreted had you been there in person,

I see the concert film as serving one of two purposes. The first is archival. Wattstax happened before I was alive, and therefore I could not experience it in person. When We Were Kings includes concert footage that I was both too young to attend in person and too far away to experience. While still a weak facsimile, it’s the best I’m ever going to get.

The other purpose becomes apparent when the filmmaker adds animation or edits it in such a way as to create an experience unlike the original event, so much that it becomes in itself a unique experience.

Aside from that, nothing beats the real thing.