From the sublime to the ridiculous is but a step - Napoleon Bonaparte
The next time you use a London cab; don’t be surprised at the eerie silence. No Capital Gold playing inane music, no talk from LBC 97.3 or Robert Elms beloved by cabbies on Radio London. Not a sound emanating from the cabbie’s radio, the only sound emanating from his mouth is putting the world to rights.
This is all down to the Music Mullahs; the Performing Rights Society who is insisting that everyone who plays a radio that can be heard by their customers will have to pay for the privilege, even on talk only stations.
This Performing Rights Society, whose royalty-collection service keeps many a struggling musician in Class A drugs, has recently raided the Essex workshop of mechanic Len Attwood because he wasn’t displaying one of their stickers to prove he had paid £44 plus VAT and had a licence to play music in public.
Len told them he didn’t need one because he didn’t have a radio. Ah, but your customers have radios in their cars, he was informed, and they don’t always turn them off when they drive into the workshop.
Therefore, unless he bought a licence, he could be fined £2,000. Either that, or put up a prominent notice ordering customers to switch off their radios at the door, and he cannot repair car radios. Since his first encounter with PRS Len has received six letters and two further phone calls.
If you look at PRS’s website you are asked how many customers you have, presumably this relates to the fee you will be charged for listening to your radio. So what does a cabbie do? Ten jobs a day with on average 2 passengers multiply by 5 days multiply by
48 weeks and then submit that figure.
Where will all this end? Technically, if you carry passengers in your cab, any music or even jingles from speech only stations, you play through the radio; i-Pod or CD player must constitute a public performance.
Soon they’ll be setting up road blocks in conjunction with the PRS.
“Why have you pulled me over, officer? I haven’t been drinking and I certainly wasn’t exceeding the speed limit.”
“I have reason to believe you have been listening to Radio 2 without a licence and in addition your fare’s mobile phone has just rung with an unauthorised ring tone. Hand over you keys, sir, you’re nicked.”
Karaoke Cabbie
At the other end of the decibel scale, a Chinese taxi driver says business is booming since he installed a karaoke machine in his cab for customers. Fan Xiaoming spent £600 on three flat screens, 16 speakers, amplifiers and disco lights, reports New Culture Daily. And he says takings have shot up since he transformed his cab into what he calls “Changchun’s only karaoke cab” last month. “Many people ask for my number for their next trip,” he said. “And sometimes they even ask me to take a longer route so they can spend more time singing.” Fan says the passengers’ singing doesn’t distract him from driving, since he already knows all the songs and it’s just like listening to the radio. “I only sing during my lunch break with some cab driver buddies,” he added. Fan, a cab driver for nine years, said he had always harboured ambitions to be a singer himself, but never had the time as he was always behind the wheel. “Then one day I suddenly thought, since I spent most of my time in the taxi, why not install a karaoke machine in the cab?”





