RE: [microsound] no OS

["kerem" <kerem@xxxxxxxxxxxxxx>]

that's nice chrisb, really nice. it made me smile especially the analogy to
the ants, i think the same way and i am not even 30 yet :|

-----Original Message-----
From: Auralbeeste@xxxxxxx [mailto:Auralbeeste@xxxxxxx]
Sent: Friday, November 07, 2003 6:25 PM
To: microsound@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
Subject: Re: [microsound] no OS

Odds and sods from the colony ie: England.
I've only skimmed bits of this discussion and I've probably missed the
point.
So I'll just chuck in fragments here and there:
* Yes I admit to being a selfish bastard, I sit here making noise while my
wife makes my dinner.
*I started making music as result of discovering the technology and messing
around with it, I then found I could express my cynical disgust at the
mores/aspirations/views of the world around me. Technology has liberated me
from the
slog of becoming a poncy virtuoso type with a superior look demonstrating
technique to a bunch of gurning self satisfied middle class types. BUT!!! I
need
dosh to buy this stuff and it is produced by the very people I despise.
Which
brings me to politics: a joke in a country where the CIA fix the elections
so
that we only get politicians with their noses up your president's arse.
Though
using the term in a broader sense why should I care if my work is classified
as
political especially since it will make it guilty by word association of
being as boring, contrived, pointless, narrow, worthless, meaningless,
leaden,
facile (I could go on for pages with adjectives) as the party crap in my
earlier
sentence. I don't see my myself on any kind of mission, apart from the
gospel
of disillusion.
Maybe we need more apathy. But  that's a simple answer, though a complicated
one would be as bad. So I struggle to knock out a few bits and pieces,
probably just to make me think I'm alive.
I suppose I would be quite pleased if I could be a bad influence on youth,
perhaps spread an old man's disillusion, discourage a few from following the
insect path: that is Give up your life/sacrifice to work hard at
school/college/career. Work all the time to enable your kids to go to a good
school/college/get a good career so that they can, in their turn, do what
you did for them.
It's a bit like ants, and maybe there is a deity there taking the piss by
giving
us brains and intellects when we don't need them. Or more likely evolution
is
an automatically generated joke, a joke without any author [except "Mother
nature" and she's a child abuser anyway]
Thanx for reading the ramblings of an old geezer. It's probably just
altzheimers. After all at 50 I should have stopped this adolescent shite and
settled
down to Clapton or some other bollox.   Luv Chrisb

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