American culture of today is a bully culture. Everyone is hurting, and there is no fame outside of hashtags… we are all paying for it.
We are back to the Middle Ages where creative professionals–um, troubadours–were whores and marginalized individuals. Except now, between the troubadour and the generous peasants, there is a clever middleman who makes money on bulk.
Imagine, you have a nice basket, and you use it to carry food home. It’s cool, you can carry more food at once than you would with your bare hands. But then the basket starts telling you what food to get (using “Basket Rules”).
After that, it starts to make deals with merchants in the market and make recommendations based on its own relationships. One thing leads to another, and in a few years, the world runs according to the Basket Rules, and the success of fruit and vegetables is measured in terms of Basket Score, not in terms of their taste or nutritious value.
Can we just honestly admit that we don’t know f*ck?
Turning music for the soul into a soundtrack for a product is idiotic, at best. In order to do so, one needs to betray one’s five year old self who just wanted to be happy…