Business Logic And Musical Logic Are Utterly

I Would Like, With The Sun Shining Through The Window On A Crisp Early-autumnal Mid-morning, With A Sufficiency Of Monster Cappucino Flowing In My Veins To Prompt Minimal Sentience, To Declare My View For The Record That Drummer Jokes Are A Cruel And Pernicious Form Of Humour Introduced To The World By Under-humoured Persons Lacking In Sensitivity And Concern For Other Drummers.

What We Hear Is The Quality Of Our Listening.

When A Record Company Makes A Mistake, The Artist Pays For It. When A Manager Makes A Mistake, The Artist Pays For It. When The Artist Makes A Mistake, The Artist Pays For It.

That Certain Feeling Happened To Me In A Big Way Quite Often With The First King Crimson. Amazing Things Would Happen-i Mean, Telepathy, Qualities Of Energy, Things That I Had Never Experienced Before With Music. You Can't Tell Whether The Music Is Playing The Musician Or The Musician Is Playing The Music.

The Only Reward The Musician Receives Is Music: The Privilege Of Standing In The Presence Of Music When It Leans Over And Takes Us Into Its Confidence. As It Is For The Audience. In This Moment Everything Else Is Irrelevant And Without Power. For Those In Music, This Is The Moment When Life Becomes Real.