I Don't Believe You

It's weird. I'm looking for some new music to stretch my brain out with, after all that's what music is for, and I can't find anything to stimulate me. I have all of recorded music history in front of me, thanks to the internet, and I'm having trouble finding artists who stimulate me. Nobody's reaching out to the seventeenth dimension.

I think we're under a glass ceiling. You can see it in how we talk and what we see and what we write about. Politics and my best friend's girlfriend and sniffing glue are leaving me cold. It's nobody's fault but I think our artists are under that glass ceiling. Nobody's gonna read this so I'm entitles to my opinion but I think they are. Call it atheism, call it hyperactive materialism, call it myopia if you want. But I think music is too locked into the material world. Yeah that's right.

I want to find artists that believe in, and are stretching out into, the seventeenth dimension. Whatever you call it I want to hear artists that are stretching out into it and exploring it. I'm fatigued by punk rock that exists in the material world and I'm fatigued by jazz that has song titles like "Two Boots, A Lucky Chain And A Song" or "Avenue H Jump" or "Gravy Potatoes." It seems like too high of a high powered engine to have under the hood of a car that's used for errands.

Now I know there are artists out there who are stretching and I know that I am talking in broad strokes. I am seeking out those artists now. I'm even trying to become one of those artists. If no one's doing it for you, you have to do it for yourself. I'm trying. I guess Bach is a good place to begin...