Rich, aging musicians will bug you more often than not. But, in this case, they’re the lesser of two weevils.
There was a chance for us to have a sliver of sympathy for the music companies. It lasted two short paragraphs.
The labels are preparing to argue that the albums they released were “works for hire”, that musicians were effectively employees and that the fruits of their labours always belonged to the companies.
They just can’t die with dignity, unlike their dinosaur cousins.