This seems to sum up most of my tracks:
“The phonographic industry now wants to decree the end of Music. This tragic end has already been invented, ten years ago in DETROIT: techno, a rhythm similar to a deformed and poor version of the pile driver or the jack-hammer, except that these two pieces of building industry-related machinery are more musical, more delicate, and more sensitive than the techno monotone which, amongst other health hazards, interferes with pacemakers used by heart patients and has already caused several deaths in outdoor shows on the streets of Berlin”
—Augusto Boal, The Aesthetics of the Oppressed
