The quest for bad, a continuation of my aesthetic.

All jokes aside, you might be wondering what my actual goal is with all the silliness i produce. To be blunt, i am fascinated by "badness." What makes a piece of music bad? What makes a performance bad? Can an artist cultivate a world where "bad" can function without any sense of irony? In short, is it possible to document the mundanity of failure as an intrinsic part of the work itself?

Such an endeavor would require a lack of pretense. I would have to tell you that i'm trying to let myself be bad, point out the places where i am actively "not trying," and explicitly show you when and where other artists would stop and try again, or "fix" it.

I would have to search for new ways to screw up, or recontextualize these failures: introduce some chaotic mechanism, consistently do things the wrong way, sing songs i have no business singing, use sub optimal equipment, etc.

The downside, quite obviously, is that you might not believe me. You might confuse my performance for reality, imagine that i am in some way delusional, or lazy. Yet, that would also seem perfectly acceptable to my goal. I'm not demanding that you find me clever, or funny, or anything else. I am simply inviting you to observe and/or participate in the performance. I am after all, simply amusing myself in my spare time. You could tell me to stop, but i would just respond by asking which part annoys you.

"But WHY?," i hear your brain scream. Well, because it's a form of rebellion, a confrontation of prejudices, a rebuke of the capitalization of artistic value, a big middle-finger to everyone who thinks that they are better at being human. The value of art is not in how much some group of unnecessarily rich people pay each other to pass it back and forth amongst themselves, but in how it affects your personal engagement with the world around you. The older i get, the more different i want to be. I want to show the world that success or failure is an illusion, a false recognition of patterns in the chaos of reality. Quite literally, i want you to decide whether or not your opinions are true or false or fair or important, and act accordingly.

Now, if you'll excuse me, i've got 360 more chorales to record in a perfunctory manner wink, wink.....