So there's this video. Cute girl, acoustic guitar, filmed in a living room, backup singers behind the couch.
And there's this site. Digg. Aggregates links. People vote. Links get popular. Linked sites get traffic.
And so: Cute girl sings about Digg. Diggers dig her. Video gets popular. Girl approached by a record company.
If you want to be cynical, call it pre-selling out. A sycophantic ditty, a song of themselves.
Of course this works. I remember. Three years ago I was the editor of a small site and heard that Slashdot was planning a redesign. I asked a designer in New York, now the design head for one of the world's largest news sites, to write a commentary piece, recommend design direction.
The article was slashdotted. My editors were agog. There was a meeting. We should write an article on Fark. On Drudge. On BoingBoing.
Not a new strategy. Not 3 years ago, not now. Talk about a crowd, the crowd responds. These days, the crowd responds despite their geographic dispersal. That old trope, the eclipse of distance.
And look, mediocrity. The video is horrible. Seriously. Very. But hopefully a record label will sign her, so we can bemoan the sordid state of pop music, how the labels appeal to the lowest common denominator and mass taste, churn out big hits at the expense of developing artists, and then promote the vast variety of the interwebs as a music industry panacea, all the while forgetting about the online demographic gerrymandering that got this latest sensation started.
Ugh. Stop making the web into top 40 radio. And may this girl have a long and happy life playing comic tunes at tech conferences. She belongs right up there with those guys who can't even write their own melody. Huzzah.