The internet has definitely made it easier for a wider audience to learn about the obscure world that used to be indie. If we are feeling benevolent, we should be happy that mass tastes in pop music have been elevated ever so slightly, and that our favorite artists receive more acclaim than they might once have had.
On the other hand, our inner elitists are chagrined, and it is more likely that we'll have to compete for tickets and cram in with sell-out crowds.
The reality is, though, that the days when a typical 9:30 Club audience might consist of music echoing across a largely empty room, a spike-haired alcoholic slumped over the back bar, 10-15 die hard fans, plus a Marine or two strayed from Georgetown and looking to pick up punk girls or slam dance, are probably gone for good.
