keskiviikko 29. helmikuuta 2012

FuCTA!

Music is such an incredible force. No matter whether I put on some Neurosis, John Lee Hooker or Melissa Auf Der Maur, it always gives me huge trips. I don't abuse any illegal substances, and despise the barely legal ones too, but music has been my drug since I was about five, and heard the first Type O Negative, Moonspell and Dismember records my uncle used to listen to. Of course I did not quite understand what it was that happened inside my head, but later on I had to use music in an escapist way. For seven grucial years of my growth my life was ascetic, strict and painful. I did not quite fit in within the limitations and rules of my own family and the small community my hometown inevitably started to form. I was taught to feel guilty for who I was and what I was not, I carried guilt and shame with me for seven years, until I got out.

Before that, music had worked like a drug, keeping me out of reality, latching the door that would lead to all the self-inflicted guilt and the sense of being misplaced the reality had to offer. After I moved away, I realised there are no limitations to what I am capable of. I can become anything, I have two big ears and a huge mouth, I have ten fingers and there has been lots of great artist who have been able to express themselves with less fingers. Hell, there have been blind and deaf musicians, so maybe I can learn some of it and express myself too. And I kinda did. Music became everything, it is the drug that takes me tripping, it helps me channel my emotions and it helps me give some form to my own thoughts and emotions. It is our universal gift.

We, as mortal beings, can not really do much in this world. We are thrown here, in the world that exists, but which can never announce it's existence anywhere, because we die and decompose. Everyone you know, will die before you, or they will mourn you. I'm not trying to sound depressing, that's just the way it is, folks. 200 years from now, last traces of you and even your kids may be wiped out. Life itself is absurd, because most of all the absolute time we are not alive. I believe what Hesse wrote in the final chapter of Gertrud, that because our life is absurd and without a purpose, we can as well be nice to eachother, give and receive comfort, be there for eachother instead of ourselves. Find collectivity in individualism. This is where music comes along. We can and we must, make emotional, actual, real music. To cover all the colours and shades of human emotions, share our mortality with eachother. It goes for all the art, but of all these I find music the strongest force. It is as visual as can be, great music gives you visions without music videos. It sets your imagination on fire. It's intense, and it is great. It is the fifth element, with Milla Jovovich almost naked.

This is why all these copyright peckerfaces make me so frustrated and angry. They do not see music that way. I can bet my left testicle most of them don't listen to real music at home. That's what all the great financial geniouses of the music business let out in every interview. "I don't have time to listen to music at home, because it's my job". These people listen to their thirty annoying chart hits all day, and then claim they truly understand how music works, when they know how business works. Rumblefish claimed bird singing as their material, and got fucked for it. But in my opinion all music is bird singing. YOU CAN NOT OWN MUSIC. If you make songs because you want to call them yours, you are doing it for wrong reasons. My music is mine because most people don't want to have anything to do with it. I still want to share it with anyone who shows any interest towards it. I want to discuss it, I want to break it into pieces and talk about it.

ACTA's problem is that it could make someone license for example crow's singing, and then put all the crows out of business. If a single crow anywhere would start singing, they would jam his asshole with lawyers and sue him for everything he's got. Better sue magpies, they like all shiny things, just like these whores. Economists say we should hold on to progress, but if the license issues pervents us from developing any great ideas further, it ends up strangling all the progress. And that is just ridiculous. I say, break these laws as much as you can. If they have hundreds of thousands of lawsuit in their hands, and people align and refuse to negotiate with these terrorists and their demands, they can not possibly go on with all this. Passive resistance, anarchy.

Music is not business. You're not supposed to get paid for every song you make. In these times it's more and more based on solidarity of the musicians and listeners, who pretty often are the same too. I buy shitloads of records, CD and vinyl, with every penny I get. I want to listen to music, I want to support the artist, make sure they are capable of writing new music, to make sure they can make their living out of it. Some clever guy would say this is where we need music business. No it is not. We have internet. We can anytime stop watching porn and kitty videos, find new music, find the artists themselves and have a straight contact with them. This is how I've found many artists, for example Daniel Persson, a  great Swedish songwriter. And of course many of Peter Dolving's great projects, now excluding The Haunted, which was sad news, but not a big surprise. Still I'm rejoicing the sight of all the artists going more and more independent, cutting the ties of major labels and actually giving in to music. Of course my band and I are always struggling, we have never money, but I'm willing to work, and put my whole pay to support this. Because I know we're on a right path, we are free in ways so many other bands are not.

tiistai 7. helmikuuta 2012

About Utopia, This Far...

I've been reading Thomas More's Utopia lately, well, I started it last night and couldn't hold myself 'till the end, I just had to come online and blast out all the thoughts I have this far. First of all, More's "friend" Raphael in the book is clearly his own voice in disguise, but I guess the few who actually read it know this already. Nothing new about hiding philosophy, especially one critisizing society and status quo, in form of dialogue, becouse it's kinda handy way of washing your own hands of all further responsibilities. Raphael states in this book, that we won't be able to build a fully functional society as long as we are stuck in our material, personal posession. Old Fight Club truth straight out of Palahniuk's mouth: things you own end up owning you. This is the very essential obstacle standing between us, and all the happy-happy-joy-joylands we can possibly imagine. I'm not saying communism would be any better answer, we all saw how that turned out.

I'm saying that one's personal posessions should be limited, in terms of DON'T OWN WHAT YOU DON'T NEED IN ORDER TO MAINTAIN YOUR PEACE OF MIND. Get it? If you, for example, enjoy music, you should focus on having posessions that would actually help you develop your chracter, instead of wanting to have every single piece of plastic ever made hanging on your walls. And use your common sense. If someone thinks that limiting someones right to own "things" would be limiting their freedom, we need to find some definition for what actually is freedom. In my opinion, it is the complete lack of things limiting you. So there we have it, in the light of Chuck Palahniuk's wise crack, we don't need random shit, because being free to consume is not actually freedom. It is just a refined way of slavery, because if you WANT to consume, you need to do shitloads of other things. You need to get a job, you need to dress for the job, you need to adjust your whole life and rhythm to fit the job, you need to work, so that you can get paid and you can consume. To be free to consume, is not freedom. To have the choice to become a slave and to consume on the other hand is. But don't give anyone bullshit about using consumerism as a way of self-expression. You could be painting pictures and writing songs, earn some money and express yourself. And everyone can do these things. Everyone should. It's accessible for anyone, always. They are skills, just like making food. Everything can be learned and taught.

We are herd animals. We have a natural, undisputed need to belong, to have warm interactions with people alike. It's psychosocial. We will go nuts if we don't get acceptance and acknowledgement from our peers. We don't need to go too far back in history (Utoya, anyone?) to find some individiual human beings, who have been unable to find this sort of connections with people alike, who would have help him feel wanted and valued. Capitalism, in it's current form, is out to make us all a bit delusional, paranoid and scared of our own neighbours. Thomas More described an utopian society, where people don't own too much, everyone works for 6 hours a day, no matter what your status or title is. Of course this sort of agricultural sociaty is today outdated, but it's basic foundations are still here.

We should offer work for everyone in need, becouse there's lots of jobs that won't get themselves done because we have made it all impossible with bureaucracy and unrealistic expectations about economic growth. It's not that hard. We should appreciate and offer more possibilities for volunteer work. There's thousands of kids out there who'd like nothing more to get a job, but have been dropped out of the system for minor crimes (posession of drugs, shoplifting, getting into a fight, etc) and can't get a real job. They'd probably love to join our new president Sauli Niinistö in his endless fight against snow in his yard. Let the kids have a chance.