I’d really hate if a fiddle ingested any piece of music ever created and then churned through electricity and potable water like no tomorrow, all the while making awful noise and heating its surroundings before outputting a worse version than the input with zero soul or originality.
Did people hate the fiddle slop back then?
I’d really hate if a fiddle ingested any piece of music ever created and then churned through electricity and potable water like no tomorrow, all the while making awful noise and heating its surroundings before outputting a worse version than the input with zero soul or originality.
But that might just be me.