There once was this minimalistic minimum spaceship, it was so minimum and extremly small and ambient and very experimental, it explored inner abstract space of the human mind...
insanity isn´t always all bad, neither is sanity what ever both of them mean, we Like amoebas, I guess we are gonna make a tune about them some day...
Anyway this very year it is one hundred years since uncle John Cage was born, perhaps some day soon he will be reborn, we really hope he will beacuse we really would like to play with him, he seemed to be such a sweet man, full of lust for experimentation, abstract love and tenderness with a tounge in cheek serious humour...
Perhaps I am wrong, it has happened before, what ever wrong is, I think it is wrong that when you cause pain, but still we do all the time, sometimes you have to I guess, sometimes you just don´t know what you are doing?
like we could mistakenly bust some little boy or girls tiny eardrums or we could make some one insane after opening his inner eyes after listening to our abstract music, well what is abstract by the way?
well anyway bye for today!
Peace and Noise to you all...
...and thanx for your compositions dear Mr. Cage...
