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Kenya, November 11, 2008

A Taxing Music Copyright Society of Kenya

Musical copyright protection or personal wealth creation?

music tax
Kenyan music tax taxi sticker
Back in the day, I chose my Kenyan matatu by its paint job and musical selection - the more wild and African the better. But today the matatus of Nairobi are quiet, their proud African voices silenced by a music tax.

The Music Copyright Society of Kenya has put a tax on the sounds of Africa by requiring that matatus pay Sh2,000 ($27) or more to MCSK in royalties to play music in their share-ride vans. Now that may not sound like much money, but it’s the concept that strikes me (and a few matatu drivers) as crooked.

Matatus, taxis, and other commercial passenger vehicles usually play the radio or CD's. With the radio, it's the broadcasters that should have already paid royalties. With CD's and tapes, how can the MCSK make such a blanket tax without knowing if the music was legally bought or even made by the musicians they represent? Its not like MCSK is passing on the royalties to Bob Marley or any other Western artist. Its not even paying it own members all that much.

MCSK is making money from Kenyans. By going after everyone from radio broadcasters and concert promoters, to bars and restaurants, down to hotels and cyber cafes MCSK is pulling in over Sh60 million (almost $1 million) a year. Yet its paying its 1,300 musician members a base Sh6,000 ($8) per year, with the highest payment only Sh 300,000 ($4,000).

You can do the math to see that MCSK's royalty income far exceeds its payments. Where might this money be going? Trainings in 2005 sure do not impress. I wonder if the staff salaries would?

References:
Kenya: Royalties Collection Agency Marks First Great Year
'Toothless' Music Society Out to Regain Former Glory
The return of the ‘oldies’

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America, November 05, 2008

Going to the Largest Barak Obama Party: Kenya!


An American Dream Realized
Last night in a Seattle airport bar, I learned we would have the son of an immigrant as our next president. I have never slept better on a redeye flight. While I dozed in happiness on the way home to DC, joy and relief passed through the hearts of the world.

We just proved the American Dream is alive - anyone can be President.

And even though I missed the epic Election Day parties here in DC, I'm headed to the biggest Barak Obama party ever - Kenya.

The country is in a fit of ecstatic delight. The son of a Kenyan, President of America. I am crying as I type this, overwhelmed with pride in my country. I cannot even imagine what a beacon of hope Obama brings to Kenya.

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America, October 29, 2008

Petworth Dog Walk Halloween


A scary DC police dog
Last night we had an amazing celebration of costumed canines in Petworth. Around 30 dogs + owners came out to Domku Restaurant to compete in the Petworth Dog Walk Halloween.

We had everything from ladybugs to pigs in blankets, to pumpkins, all tail wagging happy to compete in three categories:

  • Best Doggie Costume - the classic, dress 'em up!
  • Best Twins - celebrating how dogs and owners can look alike
  • Best Trick - Costume or not, show your dog's skills
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Italy, September 10, 2008

Commuting Like the Romans


Roman subway crowds
When in Rome for a work meeting, one commutes to the office like a Roman. On a random Wednesday in September, I did just that - commuted like a Roman - and was shocked by the similarities and uniqueness of a Roman commute.

First, most Romans live in apartment buildings. So you'll wipe the sleep from your eyes as you navigate winding stairwells down to the street. Then you'll walk to the nearest bus stop, maybe a block or two away from your apartment building.

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Italy, September 09, 2008

Hitting My Hippodrome Stride


My morning run route
Back in Roman times, the Piazza Navona was not a piazza, it was a hippodrome, a chariot racecourse where Rome's fastest drivers competed for fame and glory in front of cheering crowds.

Two-thousand years of history later, I am competing with myself as I run the very same course as those chariot drivers. I have not their horses, crowds, or any real glory. Just the clear morning air and the joy of running seven laps around history:

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Italy, September 08, 2008

Water Fountain Wealth in Rome


Water from death
Image that you lived in Roman times. When clean, fresh water was a rarity in most cities of the world, cholera was a constant risk and dysentery was the norm. Now image coming to Rome where every city block had a fountain that ran all day and all night, gurgling with clear mountain water drinkable from the tap.

This water wealth was one of the defining characteristics of Rome, a stunning accomplishment before the advent of indoor plumbing or even urban sewers. And when the Goths broke the aqueducts that brought this water from afar, the city crumbled and fell into a thousand year disuse.

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Italy, September 07, 2008

Trevi Fountain's Tourist Traffic Jams


Too many tourists!
The Trevi Fountain is a famous landmark in Rome mainly due to a myth that says coins thrown in the fountain will ensure you return to Rome. While I can only confirm that means you threw your money in a fountain, I can predict that no matter if you return or not, there will be crowds at the Trevi Fountain.

Amy and I stayed at a hotel just around the corner of the fountain, and no matter the time, day or night, the Trevi Fountain was crowded. And not just a few tourists crowded, but mobbed by people watching the waterspouts. Check out the Trevi Fountain scene yourself:

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