Okay, record labels, gather round. Take notes. Here’s what I want out of your CDs from now on. You guys are busy bitching about mp3s and piracy and crap, and I’m here to tell you that I still buy CDs, not out of any love for you dinosaurs, but because giving an artist a fraction of a cent is still better than nothing, I guess.
But there’s some things I want out of your CDs.
First, I want lyrics. I don’t care if they don’t make sense, I don’t care if they’re stupid, I want them. Once you have lyrics, I don’t care whatever else you put in the little cover booklet. Put pictures by whatever artist the lead singer currently likes, silly photos of the band, whatever, but I want the lyrics.
Also, these booklets should be booklets. A single square slip of paper will not cut it.
Secondly, I want a track listing on the back of the CD with song times. I want to know up front if this thing is only 27 minutes long.
But thirdly, and most importantly, CLEARLY LABEL THE DISK ITSELF. I own several CDs. My player holds five at a time. Don’t make me have to figure out which one is the solid blue one with no writing on it. Or which is the one that’s silver, with teeny tiny little writing around the hole (I’m looking at YOU, Mr. Gabriel.)
And finally, as a little PS, when I am holding the CD so that I’m looking at the spine, and the cover is on top, the words on the spine should be right side up.
Work with me, people. Yeah, I’m pretty damn anal about this, I suppose, but am I really asking for a lot here? If you want me to buy CDs (and believe me, I want to buy CDs) then don’t make them tick me off.
That is all.