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June 26, 2009
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corwinchristie talks about what we get paid
Do you remember the last time you met a romantically desperate person?
It wasn’t really a turn-on, was it? This can happen to physically beautiful people, to the same effect.
Romance aside, desperation is poison to friendships and business. It’s not really a character fault, but a perversion of a basic need. Deprive someone of the love and acceptance they desire, and they will begin to yearn for it in uncontrollable ways.
Well, classical music is like a really hot chick with a bad case of desperation. She’s got the goods, personality, cute laugh, good T-zone skin, but she’s so caught up in proving her self-worth that she’s become a desperate tramp who wants to please everyone.
When did we become beggars? When did art become medicine - something that you tolerate, because it’s *good for you*? HEY. Wake up call. You know what? WE’VE GOT THE GOODS. WE ARE THE SHIT. WE MAKE SOMETHING THAT NOBODY ELSE CAN MAKE.
WE ARE THE MUSIC MAKERS, AND WE ARE THE DREAMERS OF THE DREAMS.
It’s time for the world to come to us. And I don’t mean it’s time to retreat into ivory towers. We’re taking our ball and leaving the playground to go smoke behind the bleachers.
We’re not holier than thou, we’re just fuckin cooler than you.
Originally from Fuck Classical Music, ReBlogged by newmusicrebloggers on Jun 26, 2009 at 06:41 PM