Whenever I read an “end of blank” piece I’m reminded of Hegel’s conclusion that the end of the…
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The ‘end’ in this case isn’t literal but I suppose it’s an end at least, in terms of a long period of my life where I made music and had a belief that it was supposed to contribute to a larger conversation. It’s not that we’ve reached the end of the conversation either, just that the conversation has gone into a spiral around itself, an infinite feedback loop. An example of this is the TV show ‘Mr. Robot’: a supremely intelligent damning of the way we live modern culture at a complete remove from itself. The show itself is packed full of ideas, but ultimately the ideas are presented as entertainment, aimed at those who implicitly understand the irony of making entertainment out of these kind of ideas.

We live in branded houses, trademarked by corporations, built on bipolar numbers, jumping up and down on digital displays, hypnotizing us into the biggest slumber mankind has ever seen...

And I think, if things this thought-out and intricate are being written in the service of such a throwaway, self-disavowing medium, where have we got to go in order for these kinds of ideas to have some real impact? That’s the way I feel about music.

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