I often wonder what is the point in being the best, especially the best in guiness book stuff. As if one had to proove that he is unique by licking his elbow… To me this is an absurdity. I feel the same about some sports and other kinds of competitions. I can understand the happiness and feeling of achievement that Phelps or Bolt had, but I cannot avoid asking what is the point. Though I hate to loose and tend to boast everytime I win at any games, I cannot understand their quests of being the best. How can one be ready to dedicate a part of his life to running 0.1 s. faster?
To me, this video illustrates perfectly the absurdity of such a quest. This is not beautiful at all, it is the at the opposite of any art creation, it is just about mechanical useless training. This exploitation of our bodies to constantly improve our performances make me think about men turning slightly into machines, only interested in their “productivity”.
Interesting point! I like it.
Thanks! By the way, could you tweet the Pearl’s Gazette!
I conccur. This one of the reasons why I was never really fond of most heavy metal music. It is often too much dependent on pure technical skills and virtuosity, which I find boring. I tend to skip guitar solos when I hear one, which means skipping the entire track when it comes to most classical heavy metal stuff!
To put it in a (very opiniated) nutshell: on the on hand, punk music which values crazed creativity over technical skills, on the other hand, metal music which is quite the opposite. I like punk music best.
I soooooo agree with you dude.
Its just about demonstration, not music.
And its way too much boring.
As morningmeeting said, i like punk music best, there is nothing in this kind of show, im pretty sure that this guy’s albums are too lame…