Cretins Rob Rights To Rhythm
Dec 29th, 2007 | By Bock | Category: Bock rant, MusicYou know those fucking fools who drive past you in the street with their heads shaved and a big fuck-off aeroplane wing on the back of their car and an even bigger, fucker-offer exhaust pipe blasting out a million decibels of horrible childish noise?
Course you do.
Everyone knows them. Everyone wants to kill their stupid, greasy, adolescent, arrogant asses. I want to kill all of them, the bastards, and I wish our cops would stop them and say, hey! What the fuck are you doing driving around in this noisy fucking Noddy-car, you cheeky little fucking twat?
And if they gave any lip, I’d like to see their five idiot grinning faces smashed in by a cop-club, and then I’d like to see them gassed. But of course, we have cops who don’t like working when they could be stretching their shirt-buttons with even more do’nuts than normal, and you can’t be eating do’nuts while working, now can you?
Anyway, that wasn’t what I started to say.
Go back there a little. Reel back, a small bit, if you don’t mind. Back another little bit there. Thanks.
Five grinning, shaven-headed, idea-free fools in a loudened car, playing SHITE!!! fucking music that goes oont-oont-oont-oont-oont-oont-oont-oont-oont-oont!!!!
Fuck off!!!
For these fools, I’d become a suicide bomber. Your own, personal, martyr.
It all speaks of the Great Dumbing Down before the Apocalypse. As St John the Apostle predicted so wisely in his prescient, apocalyptic words: I know thy works and thy labour and thy patience and how thou canst not bear them that are evil, for they are fuckin fools and thou canst not put fuckin up with them, yea, not even unto the late evening.
And so, you can imagine how filled I became with homicidal rage, when I heard that the oont-oont-oont-oont fucking idiots these fools are listening to can actually copyright the beat of a song.
What?
What the fuck?
Half-wits have taken over the world. Some smelly cretin from his semen-caked bedroom can tell me what beats I can or cannot use to sing a fucking song, because he, the fucking moron, owns the rights to them? He owns the rights to a rhythm?
If you don’t believe me, read THIS. It’s like Monsanto trying to stiff-arm African farmers for sowing their copyright GM grain, the bastards.
Aw gimme a fucking break. Morons own the copyright to rhythm?
It’s time for mobs and flaming torches.
That SR Form they go on about isn’t worth the bogpaper it’s written on. I would argue that you can not copyright a sequential uniform beat as they can be generated by anyone in any pattern (some pre-programmed). Sampling is different as it involves a musical arrangement of some description – a hook, a signature, a melody. Goog god what am I going on about ? It is only 08:00 and I haven’t finished my first cup of tea yet! Kill the morons.
“It’s time for mobs and flaming torches.”
I’ll bring the sandwiches.
ANd i’ll bring the pitchforks. May as well make a day of it.
Strangely enough I have access to a large stockpile of gas AND batons.
The queue forms to the left and calm yeerselves.There’s loads for everyone.
I’ll do a nice salad.
i’ll bring the gumbo! it’s always best the next day, sugar! but seriously, i am in total agreement, the inmates are taking over the asylum.
happy new year…we can make it better or at least through it together.
How is that even possible??
I think that everyone who isn’t one of those twats gets almightily pissed off by those twats by the way. I’m still trying to persuade himself to just run them off the road, especially if we’re stuck in a traffic jam behind one and their windows are wide open and their stereo is up full blast. I don’t care what they listen to, just don’t inflict it on me when I’m already pissed off about being stuck in traffic…it’s not a wise move. If you ever hear about some mad bitch having a case of road rage some day and setting some scanger’s car on fire, that’ll be me.