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I agree... Fuck, everyone knows armada will buy itself a #1 spot in a useless poll by a mag no one reads and one that ran Bar Mitzvah an Wedding DJ tips/stories for most of it's miserable existence.
It's just like so many other underground things - starts out pure, idealistic, lovable, hush hush secret handshake sort of a deal, PLUR and blowjobs for everyone in attendance.
Next thing you know, the cash men get a whiff of it and brands it, markets it, rapes the shit out of it, dilutes your E to the point where it is anything but, and then asks you to rate the nice lemmings that are throat fucking your once loved scene, while chanting sweet nothings like "fuck me, I'm famous", "I'm going to fuck this club in the pussy", or "THIS. IS. A. STATE. OF. TRANCE", while blasting "when love takes over", "ONE. Iwannaknowurname" or "in and out of love" into your bleeding ears.
...and you look at your once happy place, burned and pillaged and wondering - perhaps it time to move on to Smooth Jazz and start telling kandikids to get off your lawn?
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