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Music is Creepy

Look. Suppose somebody was talking to you and he kept repeating the same couple of things. And he said them in a lulling rhythm. And his voice would go up real high, then down real low in a regular pattern. Would that make you feel comfortable? No, you’d back away. You’d call the cops.

Gentlemen, gentlemen./Rap rap rap./Fiddle fiddle fiddle./Clap clap clap.

Well, that’s what music is. It’s like stomach noises amplified and looped. Musicians get loads of dough for acting out their OCD in public. What they should be given is electroshock therapy. People who like music probably stare at wallpaper and think they’re reading a book. Castanets are okay, though. And whistling is delightful.

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