Over the past few years, hardly anything in the world of the Internet has gathered as much attention as music. From the death of terrestrial radio to the delayed worldwide releases of sites such as Spotify, we’ve run the gamut of ideas, choices and opportunities. Why has it been so difficult? It turns out that a service you’ve likely used before, Last.fm, has some unique insight into the ecosystem that is online radio.

Let’s go back a few years. It’s somewhere in the 1980’s and my dad is working at a radio station called Star 101 in Orlando, Florida. He had done radio for as long as I could remember, so I grew up in and around radio stations and developing a fascination with them.

When Did it Hit You?

If memory serves me correctly, I was 11 years old (which would put this at 1987, if I remember how to do math) and there was a song by Genesis called Tonight, Tonight, Tonight. I was being the annoying boss’ kid, hanging out in the studio with the on-air DJ, but he was kind and let me pick a song that I wanted to hear. I played Genesis.

To my surprise, a few seconds into the song, the phone rang (or more appropriately, a strobe light flashed telling us that there was a phone call). The caller on the other end of the line told us how it was such an amazing song and they were so glad that we played it. For me, this was the moment of my addiction.

Growing up, we taped songs off of the radio. We recorded compilations of these poorly-recorded songs for boyfriends and girlfriends. We passed them around and found new favorites while reliving old ones. We never looked at what we did as wrong, we were just sharing great music.

Along the way, though, something happened. Blame the artists, blame the labels or whomever you want, but the industry that we grew up on, the industry that we loved had changed. Instead of doing a favor to friends, we were now criminals. Our actions hadn’t changed, but the enforcement of them certainly did. That which we today see as purity was suddenly gone, replaced with accusations, lawsuits and jail time.

Going Digital

It was around here, in 2001, that I left radio myself. I still had a deep love for what it could be, but I certainly had no love for what it had become.

Fast forward a few years and we’ve seen CD’s, CD recorders, MP3, Napster, the iPod, DRM and the entire surge of the digital age of music. I remember the sinking feeling that I had in my stomach when I heard the words “terrestrial radio is dead” for the first time.