Can you imagine music suddenly disappearing? No mp3s, no records, or radio – there is just silence all around, and the only sounds are those of life, the sounds of a city. Only the rattle and hum of engines, the rasp of wheels on tracks, or possibly the sounds of nature, but without the background music we are so used to because it is present nearly everywhere: in shops, at hairdresser’s, in bars, and on trams, buses, planes, streets – in every place we can put headphones on. And what if we could enjoy music only at a concert when someone plays or sings? Just like in the Middle Ages. Yes, but these “Middle Ages” ended quite recently, a little over a hundred years ago. The greatness of music, nearly its entire history, happened at a time when, in order to listen to music, you had to sit at a piano yourself, take up the violin or the flute, open a music score, sing, or at least have someone else do it for you. However, the last hundred years have been enough to totally change the position of music that had been developing for millenniums. From the status of fine art, considered in the end to be the highest form of art, it has fallen to the level of a simple background sound that always follows the same rhythm of 2/4 or 4/4 with less and less room for originality all the time. The introduction of recordings, on the one hand, has allowed us to enjoy the unembraceable ocean of music collected from its entire history and, on the other hand, brings the artistic oeuvre to the level adapted to the trivial, least demanding, but most numerous group of listeners. The quick road from which it is impossible to get out. How did all of this happen?