Aha, I like you! You get me. You're my new best friend. Even if your name IS ridiculously long.
But yeah, I don't really get this "1950s housewife" mentality where we probably shouldn't put on anything except Lady Gaga
cuz its well their favrit lyk innit. "Well, it's my money but you know I think I'm just going to put on what
he likes so he won't beat me." It's kinda like seeing the general public as separate to you, which is at its foundation
very prog-nerdy - "Ooh mustn't offend the general public. Let's just put on the nice 50 Cent man, public types like him don't they? Please accept me."
Most people in the bar aren't gonna recognise 25% of the songs in that bar anyway - that's half the fun! Dream Theater aren't this bizarre, unpalatable band that are going to make the clientelle burn their membership cards - their eyes actually glowing red - gather their belongings, and move to the next state. At worst, one or two of 'em might go "what's this shit?" and then continue with their lives precisely where they left off - and to be fair, it doesn't matter whether it's Dream Theater or La Roux. Someone's gonna hate it.
Vive la difference!As far as victimless crimes go - actually, no. I'm not even going to finish that sentence, because it's not a crime, nor is it a dick move, or even silly. Next time you go to a bar, put on a bit of Dream Theater. It's nothing to be ashamed of. We don't have to hide in the shadows or skulk around in a cave somewhere, drinking nothing but... er... pondwater? You're perfectly at liberty to slot the 50p (or cents or euro-cents or yen or rupees or gold or whatever they are) into the machine and put on some fantastic music that you like. Take a bit of joy in it!
[It] makes this whole concept pretty silly. I think that generally speaking, when people put on more obscure music or whatever, most of the other people in the bar just ignore it. Its not like putting prog on the jukebox is some brilliantly creative way of sabotaging of the bar or of getting back at the other people there for playing crappy music. Chances are, if you put some ridiculously long prog song on the bar jukebox, while you're sitting in the corner congratulating yourself and thinking "hehehe I'm so awesome I got a 23 minutes song for $1.00!"... everybody else at the bar is just completely ignoring your music and using the time to interact with other live humans.
Yeah, I do think it was a very silly concept. If there really was a chain of, er, "sluts" (were they real sluts?) leaving, I've got a hunch they were probably ready to leave anyway, regardless of the music.
Right, that's all from me. I'm off now to have some fun at a bar, DT style.