I am a crowd. I am a lonely man. I am nothing.
when an entire class of elementary school kids gets on stage to half-ass a performance on their recorders for their parents in the audience, would that technically be dissonant/freeform/chaotic enough to qualify as musique concrete? was i accidentally a noise musician for a day in 3rd grade? are all elementary school music teachers really just radical outsider artists on the low?
You can’t keep dancing with the devil and ask why you’re still in hell
"i don’t really have depression, i’m actually just a lazy piece of shit" : a conclusion you come to pretty much weekly when you have depression