You know, back when I was just a younger Cap'n, I was a lot more ruthless when it came to music.
Why if I wanted fans, I'd hold an entire bar hostage and FORCE my lyrical woes and adventure bound tunesies upon them!
But upon being stuck in this incredibly strange time and reality [due to a mathematical error in the programming on my time machine] I have come to realize that the value of these computer machines is really incalculable!
Never before have I been out-beaten by hordes of younglings and techno-inebriates.
But I assure you now! Once I discover a foolproof way to put a stranglehold on the digital realm, I shall force us all into a marvelous electro-party where we shall all be treated with equal recognition.
For my fingers... are weary!
Everyone feeling similar gather here and we shall find a haven in our loneliness and near-loathing of computational misfortunes.
"Once I discover a foolproof way to put a STRANGLEhold on the digital realm, I shall force us all into a marvelous ELECTRO-PARTY where we shall all be treated with equal recognition."
This is sounding dangerously close to the rebirth of strangle disco. And that's not a bad thing.
I'll sign up for an electro party! I expect there to be a neon finger-buffet, though.
My typing appendages are feeling the strain too. I'm not usually predisposed, or used to stinking up online communities. My brain is too flighty. I have the attention span of a gnat. Nonetheless, I'm quite enjoying myself here. I swore to get properly involved this year.
As for the wider picture, it is a huge chore, trying to get yourself. There are so many options available to you, and all need a huge investment of time to maintain, I sometimes forget that I just want to be making music and nowt else.