Does music stop the fuckwits with their poor life choices, the cruise missiles, the lies - so outrageously huge we just seem to drop to our knees and swallow 'em wholesale, the delusions and excesses of conviction, creed, culture and loneliness, the swerving trucks and the owning of weapons of mass and granular destruction?
Is music the pathetically frivolous and whimsical lagnappe doled out to friends, enemies and strangers alike in order to get everyone off the case, off the trail, off the cloud, off the scent, out of one's hair, out of one's heart, out of one's house and (up to and including) out of one's life?
Can music change a mind, a stream of thought, a synaptic/sodium response, a way of life, a conviction, tenets of religion, culture or philosophy, drug abuse patterns, emotional abuse patterns, physical abuse patterns, self-harm patterns, behavioural or even physiological shortcomings, voting behaviours, world views, how you treat the person seated or standing next to you right now, your life or mine?
Probably not.
But
then
again
...
Stop the world...
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