sounds outside,invading and disturbing my very being.

MUSIC?

it most certainly isn't.

constant thumping,
synthesised repetition of two or three rifts.

what happened to creativity?
and experimentation.
lazy,bone idle,,,,,,,,,
they're all just fuckin leeches.

looking for an easy ride.

and the expression "cover-version".

it's scrounging.

rant over.

and now i find myself thinking,
"well it's their life,and it's what THEY like".

why do i do that?