Look. I don't know what I'm doing. This is all a big, hopeless mess. And there's no cosmic narrative to guarantee that I am forged by my experiences. Everything is up to me, which is absolutely terrifying.
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I'm here for one reason and one reason alone. I'm here to guess what the music might do a week, a month, a year from now. That's it. Nothing more. And I'm standing here tonight, I'm afraid that I don't hear a thing. Just... silence.