I'm really into Dr Horrible. I'm behind it as much as a medium vehicle as a comedic tragedy. Love it. I'm happily gonna pay my four dollars on Itunes or whatever. Because it's worth it. And I want good quality. And I respect the creator.
Now. Please don't limit my bandwidth based on what you think i might be downloading. I download all the media I can imagine. For free. I , what you might call, pirate music, shows and the very occasional movie. But here's the thing. If it's good enough I'll order the album, buy the series at Fuckin Future Shop, go to the concert of or buy the movie. If it's worthy. I am an artist. I charge people to come see me and my fellows perform for a nominal fee. I believe in artists being paid for their work, but I'm a petty realist. None of us are getting rich. Why the fuck should I give a dollar to Metallica? What does Spielberg or Katzenburg need with my cash. There is a notion that these poets and artists deserve wealth....they don't. entertainment is currently placed on some sort of pedastol. It's rediculous. I love that the bottom has been pulled out from underthe entertainment industry. Creators are now accountable. Companies can't use hype and imagery in the same way. There is a huge growth in Musicians entertaining their own region with support from Local communities. The curtain has been pulled back. Fame is moot. Fuck the industry. Let Hollywood burn!

PE eras

I'm thinkin my life can be broken into a few major chunks referenced, perhaps by coincidence, to a few personally key Public Enemy songs.

Earlier PE was a whirlwind for development. Between Nations of Millions and Fear of a black planet my life co-incidingly peaked at a heartfelt defiance towards the mundane status quo.

With me, I was angry at all the other kids who seemed to be somehow sexier or more fun then me. I thought everyone and everything except some select authors, musicians and filmmakers were stupid and full of shit.

This anger lasted through some transcontinental voyages and many crappy apartments. Then in a slightly more comfortable abode in the country I was taken by Jesus off He Got Game soundtrack. This inspired a period in which I flourished in my own artistic persuits with no fear of judgement, failure or rejection...like Public Enemy

And now a new era of enlightenment is upon me with Harder Then You Think, on How To Sell Soul To a Soulless People Who Sold Their Soul