Wouldn’t it be so great if @Ecmandu was on keyboard, @promethean75 was on drums, and @Jakob was rappin with a video synching their parts together??? Just saying. You could call it The Great Apology to Brian’s Mom Band. Your first song could be “We don’t need no boot camp initiation.”
I’ll be your first fan. I believe in you guys. You can do this. @MagsJ will be your roadie slash groupie slash heckler slash mascot slash gogo dancer.
Ok here’s a song idea. Ecmandu plays Brahm’s Lullaby. Jakob comes in with the lyrics but raps them like Eminem (but like Jakob) sings Mockingbird, ties in violent language about what he would do to anyone who tries to put his girl through Ecmandu’s boot camp, and when he starts cussing, Brian comes in on the drums yelling WAKE UP repeatedly. Then everything goes silent and zooms in on Ecmandu, who apologizes for all his previous bullshit, and you see a totally different side of him that is 100% rational. I can’t entirely decide if that means he would ask me to marry him, or the opposite. Whatever happens, Brian starts playing the drums even louder than before, and starts yelling. “i’m sorry, mom!” (I would’ve capitalized it, but he’s not a capitalist) repeatedly, so you just have zero idea what Ecmandu was even trying to say, and Jakob walks towards the camera and flips it off right before he says “Don’t do drugs” and turns the camera off.
Make it so.
Also, @Carleas, why did you lie and say you were Jakob rapping‽ I demand answers. Also, why do you sound like one of the guys on the partially examined life podcast? Fess up.
I’m pretty sure I never said that. Are you referring to the end of our rap battle when I said:
Yeah
Jakob, AKA too many to list
Carleas, not known at all
reppin’ ILP
Treatises on the beat
QED muthafuckas!
That was meant as a shout-out for his contribution to the rap battle.
I am unfamiliar with that podcast, hang on…
OK, I listened to an intro. Which one do I sound like? I’m guessing Seth Paskin because he has the highest voice and I’ve been told I have a high voice.
I probably sound like one of those guys because, in a pool of five philosophers (the 4 hosts of that podcast plus me), odds are high that two of them will sound like scrawny white guys.
Pardon, me, people don’t lie, the just elaborate to keep up the necessary pretenses, as a signal to others seeking confirmation that white lies are right behind them, not that the question will echo through the ages .
How you can smell the soul and discover the rank of it. Music tastes, bro. Someone who finds shit music comprehensible and is naturally drawn to it is of the lowest rank… which could mean they are the youngest souls. The new soul product of an age that has started some kind of decline after reaching a plateau.
Now you can have someone who appears to also enjoy good music while really liking other shit music. But this is deceiving. Whatever goodness the good music contains can’t be recognized by someone who would also enjoy shit music… so their comprehension is feigned and pedestrian. That’s not the point, though.
The point is that the highest values can only be understood by those who like no shit music. I know, it sounds weird. It means that one can’t be able to recognize what might be good elsewhere because they have recognized something horrible here as something good. It’s a power of judgment thing.
Now, it doesn’t mean you are bad if you are of the shit music sort. Just that you can’t be good. Think Plato’s metals. It’s rank stuff.
But anyway, i write this for those who have the grand tastes as obviously the lower ranks would find it all incomprehensible. Ask not what he reads but what he listens to first.
