It's the musical equivalent of feeding slaughterhouse sweepings to the next generation of livestock, a version of the gag from *Catch 22* where a patient in a body-cast has a catheter bag and an IV drip, and once a day a nurse comes and swaps them around.
Pelly reminds us that Spotify was supposed to be an answer to the painful question of the Napster era: how do we pay musicians for their labor?
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