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Information Society – Bacchanale

In an age of video wallpaper and aural anesthesia,

Music has become a prostitute.

No longer is it a gift from the gods;

It has become a pacifier,

a tranquilizer,

and a tool.

A tool to protect us from loneliness,

to entice us to buy

and to keep us from seeing

how bad things have become.

At one time,

music was a vital experience,

it was physical,

emotional,

almost religious.

Today music is just

one more device

used by the new sun king

called civilization

to control itself.

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