Quiet Is The Absence Of Sound. Silence

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.

Understanding Is Simple. Knowing Is Complicated.

So, You Can Set Up An Orchestra Down This End Of The Railway Station Playing One Particular Area, And Simultaneously At The Other End Something Completely Different Going On. And In The Middle They Meet, Or Not, Depending.

The Plot Details Of B Movies Are Irrational: Accept That People Do Things That Are Contradictory, Against Their Own Best Interests, Have Short Term Aims & Limited Attention Span, And Do Incredibly Stupid Things While Things Blow Up. Apart From Things Blowing Up, This Is Just Like The Music Industry.

Music So Wishes To Be Heard That It Sometimes Calls On Unlikely Characters To Give It Voice.