*There's no money left in there. There's also the small matter than I'm not a musician and have no musical talent. I'm also entirely unclear as to my audience, why anyone would want to listen to my music, or what kind of, you know, "artistic statement" I'd be making with any music.
*But the boundaries to entry have crashed. The biz is just sort of lying there helpless, it's been totally commoditized and longtailed. *Thirty-five dollars* as the complete production and handling costs for music CDs? $35? That's not the price of the CD itself, mind you – it's the package price for *producing, packaging, art-directing, burning, cataloging and distributing* a music CD.
*That's kind of like going into the nightclub business after discovering that somebody has digitally automated all the whiskey, spotlights, discoballs, bouncers and floozies. They even bribe the cops for you, apparently. All you have to do is name the joint and supply some, er, "art." How hard could that be?
