A friend’s email and listening to this music tonight, made me think about this…
I could write very “beautiful” musics but I’d rather make noise.
That is in a nutshell. The longer story is simple,
I don’t dislike “beautiful” musics, they are in a way
great hyper oniric tools, enhancing high level
of sentimental responses. So, I agree that in such a disastrous world
such musics are at times highly needed, (just to “escape” / not always a bad thing),
but as the bus goes down the cliff, I’d rather look out the windows… than think it’s still a dream.