Paying for music is so anachronistic it’s practically shameful. Buying a song on iTunes is one thing, especially if one is drunk. But ambling into Wal-Mart and setting down $25 (or whatever) for the newest Weezer album with four disarming quasi-adults splayed across the cover, is an exercise in misplaced nostalgia. Sorry guys, there are more interesting tchotchkes to waste money on. Last year Radiohead, a multiplatinum act, did what smalltimers have been doing for years now: distribute an entire album online for free. Freeish. You had to pay, but you decided how much. Why, you could even go “Fuck you, Thom!” and pay nothing! In Rainbows was hailed as revolutionary, but I didn’t buy into the speculative adulation. The story might well have been “Band Does Something Weird — On the Internet!” Pitchfork even published a guide. Guys, it’s not a washing machine, it’s a fucking Radiohead album.