Voto:
Poly, my review was sarcastic, do you know what sarcasm means? It was intentionally biting and provocative, it was "satirical," if we want to define it that way; can you tell me what the problem is? Next time, I'll make sure to write it in big letters, since no one seems to have grasped it. Itās not true that I didnāt provide reasons; you just didnāt want to read them. Iāve learned that people get their panties in a twist and insistently ask for "arguments" when they actually donāt want any at all. After all, even if the Almighty Himself came down to bring them some, they would still find something to complain about. So be honest; my arguments donāt interest you, just like no argument that could dismantle the DT interests you. Or do you really want me to believe that there could be an argument to which youād respond, āWell, actually, now that I think about it, youāre right, you know?ā Youāre just upset because I mocked a group that you like, and youāre trying to defend something you feel emotionally attached to. Music, arguments, have nothing to do with it. You said it yourself: "DT is the only band I can listen to, I usually listen to rock." Youāre defending your personal tastes, not seeking objective arguments. You mistook my criticism for an attack on your personal passions, and thatās what bothers you. Now youād like me to start talking and say something vague, or make a misstep so you could latch onto the first loophole that doesnāt satisfy you to claim that Iām not objective, that I donāt understand music. If I had written that DT are fantastic and that nothing is better, I would have been even less objective than I was now, but I would have satisfied your emotional sphere; you would have felt validated in your tastes, and my lack of objectivity wouldnāt have bothered you. Moreover, the reason for my disgust is prominently displayed at the end of the satire-review, in the section from "The difference between a respected musician and Dream Theater..." until the end of the paragraph. Did you read it? And if you read it, did you understand it? Did you grasp its meaning? And if you did, why doesnāt it sit well with you? Would you be satisfied if I now started saying, as I've said before, that in my opinion, Dream Theater only create a mishmash of expressive patterns already worn out over the decades, randomly choosing them for no reason at all, and that their enormous success is due to the superficiality of often coarse fans in search of easy idols? Would you accept it if I said that at a semantic level, DT express nothingānothing that resembles a discourse or even the slightest poetic senseābecause for you fans, the illusion of formal perfection is more than enough (because if you really cared about formal perfection, youād be listening to something else)? Or would you, like everyone else, respond indignantly, splitting hairs, and maybe, like others have done, would you even bring up the absolutes of art and human knowledge, citing Dante, Petrarch, the Sistine Chapel, the Mona Lisa, comparing them with DT through pointless flights of fancy? I am honestly tired of embarking on such conversations; Iām no longer interested. Everyone should stick to their opinions and mind their own business, me first, hereās my sad conclusion. Weāre not talking about geometry or physics where the laws are well written and proven; here everything moves on more subtle channels, each person arrives at their conclusions according to their personal journey. Where "personal" means that each has their own, which hopefully is different from everyone elseās. However, when the paths of millions of people strangely turn out to be the same and fall into idolization, then I allow myself to have some doubts, and if in response to these doubts I receive anger and indignation that are all the same, then Iām led to believe that thereās nothing "personal" behind these paths, but that everyone follows the crowd without even knowing why. That said, if it pleases