just the prospect of yet more COLD music is anything but appealing right now -- in fact nothing on earth sounds more tedius. maybe a job at the morgue, working the incinerator night after night for 60 years. but even with that the fire would keep me warm!
i have listened to so much of this stuff that fits the descriptors Gek uses so eloquently for so fucking long, that i think finally i'm coming to the end of the long dark tunnel: it is a music of death. it is a music of spiritual bankrupsy, a music of profound ennui, a music of rigid confinement, of conformity and repression, of self hate, self imprisonment and self torture -- a soul-less music against expression, against openness, against love and sex and bodies and sensuality and against life itself: a music of death made by white people. i dont give a FUCK if that sounded racist. i've had it with their techno-centric BULLSHIT and their empty empty empty music of death.
give me some sweet Kizomba that melts my heart in 5 seconds flat. give me some Kwaito that makes me shake it all night long... give me an old Mexican drinking song. anything. but dubstep? don't come near me with that shit.
(at least for now. who knows i might feel different next month?)