Nothing new is interesting and nothing interesting is new. We don’t per se create art as much as we become the vessels through which cosmic energy flows. Existence, due to its infiniteness, already contains all beats and melodies. When we are making music, we are tuning ourselves to the different frequencies of existing universal sounds.
On Quink Sunday I wanna sing a solo during the realtime layer combination of U2’s Psalm 40 song with Bob Marley lead lyrics “Until the philosophy … Everywhere is War” except change the last word to “Song”.