[7rojo7]

These are not the best of times. 1994, NY, I was making between 150 and 350 a day depending on what I was doing, sometimes more. I have a specific set of skills that at one time were absolutely necessary for anyone of any caliber to start their production process/artistic expression, my skills are still intact and have been enhanced by years of experience. Yet, I must now quit my profession, sell my tools at a drastically devalued prices and create a new identity. In the past 5 years this crisis has brought me divorce, bankrupcy, social alienation and various emotional problems. I love the work I do and I'm also a composer and a musician, I have been well critiqued even as a director in the theater. I don't give a rat's ass about CD prices or heavy honchos or any other reason why one justifies theft and the musician's union is not made from a bunch of ass munchers and everyone who worked in the music industry is filthy rich. Most of them are people like me who are now out of work and potentially a public burden. Anyone who steals music is a thief and a conspirator. To me it's not even an intellectual argument and anyone who wants to start an argument with me about piracy, which is a phenomenon which has all but ruined my life, will find themselves with their collarbones ripped from their torsos and shoved one up their ass and the other down their throats