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"These film composers", as you put it, are human beings. As such, they have their own individual artistic tastes, and emotional associations.
But foremost they are musical prostitutes, selling their wares to the person with the money and final say ( who, usually , can't tell a quaver from an arsehole).
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Prince Damian wrote
But foremost they are musical prostitutes, selling their wares to the person with the money and final say ( who, usually , can't tell a quaver from an arsehole).
Dear Ghod in hevvin, what's the matter with some people?
Let me ask you: do you work for a living? Do you exchange your time, labour and such skills as you have for money? If so, then you're also a prostitute, according to your definition above. EVERBODY who works for living is a gorram prostitute!
Logically, therefore, we should dispense with the word "prostitute", as it's ubiquity has clearly rendered it meaningless as insult, which was clearly your intent.
What are we left with? Work-for-hire", perhaps.
I'm a work-for-hire clerk, subservient to the instructions of my supervisor.
My daughter is a work-for-hire cook, subservient to the instructions of the restaurant owner.
Andrew Powell is a work-for hire composer, subservient to the instructions of the director or producer who hired him.
However, when we're not getting paid, we have more autonomy.
At home, I can use my Excel skills on my own projects.
My daughter can cook the meals she chooses.
Powell (who, I promise you, ain't getting much money out of the re-release of his old music) can exercise his artistic preferences in the release of nearly-forty-year-old.
The sense of entitlement on display on this board, yet again, makes me question my continual return.
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By this logic, Bach and Handel and Mozart were also “musical prostitutes”, as much as any film composer. And any other composer receiving payment/a commission for anything, for that matter.
Michelangelo was also a prostitute for painting the Sistine Chapel because he did it to specifications, for money.
Only artists fortunate enough to come from money and can produce art entirely for themselves can afford not to be prostitutes, apparently.
Yavar
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Yeah it’s bizarre that music was left off. Not entitled to feel that way at all, IMO, especially since it was on the (presumably composer-approved?) original album!
Yavar
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By this logic, Bach and Handel and Mozart were also “musical prostitutes”, as much as any film composer. And any other composer receiving payment/a commission for anything, for that matter.
Correct.
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Let me ask you: do you work for a living? Do you exchange your time, labour and such skills as you have for money? If so, then you're also a prostitute, according to your definition above. EVERBODY who works for living is a gorram prostitute!
Short answer = no. Anything more is no one's business, at this time.
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Now then, the only thing I know about the eels is that you're a fan!
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Finale: Wow. Clearly when I think of the finale I think of the original album since that was the one I had the longest and listened to the most. I'll have to dig up the CD with the longer finale since I don't remember it at all. EDIT: Or I'll just listen to the YouTube link about. Thanks!
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...but even after almost 40 years I still can't tell whether those very, VERY high notes around the last 40 seconds concluding the finale / end credits are keyboard/synth or a very talented piccolo trumpeter. I have always wanted to lean trumpet, but then the mix on the discrete track 23 on LLL disc 2 makes me doubt (and that mix seems to dial down those notes that got free of the treble clef fence). Anyone who knows?
If you go to Andrew Powell's website:
https://andrewpowell.com/askandrew.htm
you can ask him 
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"These film composers", as you put it, are human beings. As such, they have their own individual artistic tastes, and emotional associations.
But foremost they are musical prostitutes, selling their wares to the person with the money and final say ( who, usually , can't tell a quaver from an arsehole).
Clearly the most idiotic thing I've read on the internet today. Someone who has no clue how the business works.
Greg Espinoza
While I can't claim responsibility for the first paragraph. The second, yes. And I stand by my ' idiotic thing'.
And , naturally, I know little about the business but I know a bit about postin' letters.
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