King Crimson - FULL SHOW (King Crimson In Concert - Live In Munich, 1982)

So, I would like you to try to listen to what I’m saying without thinking that I want to offend anyone who disagrees with me. A thing you all do except for one, who, as is the nature of close-minded Martians devoted to the most foolish solipsism, thinks that it’s always about them when they don’t understand things. And since they don’t understand a damn thing, they are always furious and threaten to kill anyone who dares to contradict them: if they convince themselves that you’ve stolen their snack, they’ll burn down your house and slit the throats of your wife and kids, if you’re lucky. Haw! Haw! Haw!

But let’s forget about the usual natural disasters: they, like plagues, earthquakes, and whatever else, are inevitable, just like humanoid idiocy.

But let’s get back to MUSIC, come on, it’s better.

Do the kids here use electronics?
Of course they do.
All sounds are (almost) "synthetic," in a whirlwind of samplers, sequencers, frippertronics, and who knows what else.
But if you put them in an alpine lodge at four thousand meters without a generator and without proper musical instruments, they will surely find you a bucket, a saw (which can be played with a bow made from the string of hay bales), a log, a frying pan, a grater, and I could go on until dawn. And they’ll definitely give you a concert that might be even better than this one.

What am I trying to say with this?

Simply that if no one is playing, there’s nothing to sample.