Let me tell you something about our band.

Bands aren't important. They've lost all social relevance since the 70s when punk had devolved to such an extent that its core constituency seemed to value noserings rather than cultural revolution. Everyone's in a band. Everyone thinks they're the antidote. No one seems to know what the illness is. Popular music is just another modern convenience, another leisure option for the think-not, know-not, want-all, wage packet mass. We've reached the end of culture and everybody's locked into a sad psychosis of themselves. We've become the apathetic horde of human waste, content to sit in our apartments while the injustices of this excuse for a civilisation careen down. We are all bourgeois now.

So you probably reacted badly to the above statement? Perceived us as a bunch of self-righteous wastrels capable of articulating what it is they find so detestable yet fundamentally opposed to doing anything about it? Think again. There are many things worse to be than righteous and if we're going to take flak from cowards for daring to point a few fingers, we're going to make sure we drag some of the scum down with us. This time around, the revolution will not be televised. This time around, the revolution will not be talked about on street corners, written about in essays and books. It will be a revolution of ideas, amongst ourselves. It will be a revolution of the rejected, the mis-shapes coming in from the cold and communicating. Starting the change with a single step and a single utterance of defiance. Among those who really care and who have the courage to fight back and initiate something positive in this world. If you really want to make a difference, you won't buy into the ridiculous illusion that revolution is embodied by low-slung guitars, long hair and leather jackets. You'll start saying what you really mean. You'll start donating your money to those who need it most instead of turning it into alcohol and drugs. You'll stop thinking your contribution starts and ends with a few quid tossed the way of a telethon.

If you're reading this asking yourself what can you get out of this, you're a lost cause and to be officially mourned. By all means fight. By all means don't be afraid of losing. But by all means give a damn about something, whether it's your family, your art or your humanity. So stay young in your heart and your head. Stay close to your friends 'cause your enemies won't matter in the end.

- A Futurist Theatre

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