What does it really do for you? How deep does it take you away from what, where, how, and your surroundings? Why do you devote so much of your time studying, composing, and listening to music? What would you do if it all suddenly ceased? (Now there's a nasty thought!)
Those voices inside. The ones you hear when you are sleeping. The ones you forget most of the time when you awake. Where do you think the really come from. How much more time will you spend with music during the rest of you life?
And lastly, what if Gary or any other sample library developer never gave it a second thought to pursue their dreams, what then, General Midi for the rest of our lives? Yeesh! What a thought.
I got too much time on my hands!
The man's sick! SICK I TELL YA ... SICK!
Alright, throw da bum out then.
Thanks boss. Ya won't regret it.
Sick ... sick in da haidt!
Want haiff a pizza boss?
Sick, da colonel this the colonel that! Everything's for the colonel!
Eh, leave 'em alone he's harmless.
Okay boss, untie da bum and trow 'em out the back door!