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Hi, my name is Alexander Van Schtellten, and I subscribe to the Loser's Delete mailing list. I have three undergraduate degrees, which I collected between between VERY brief tenures with various bands "around town" Every day, my mailbox gets filled to the brim with heated discussions about the relative advantages of various prohibitively expensive electronic sound manipulation devices. I am an emotionally under-developed, and compensationally cereberal, pseudo-artist with poor social skills, who is either too egotistical, too insecure, or just too deaf to share a stage or to understand the value of collaborating with other musicians. Perhaps I have given up on finding the right combination, or hide behind the delusion that my musical profundity exceeds the abilities of all those guys who seem to be able to pack clubs despite their "barbarian" and simplistic overtures. Consequentially, I fantasize about a device which will allow me maximum control over every feature of a musical piece, knowing that, until the day that a replicator is perfected to instantly clone humans, this is as close as I can get to the ultimate dream of an entire orchestra of only me playing every note exactly how I imagine it. The closer the manufacturers of electronic sound manipulation devices get to realizing this dream, however, the more critical I become, and the more impatient I become as well, because I realize that the absolute elimination of randomness and chaos is inherently impossible in a universe such as this, and it is this realization that makes me wail like a banshee, or, more to the point, like an infant who has wet his bed and realizes he is helpless to prevent it. Come see me play at this coffe shop/art gallery/library lobby, to people who either stare off into space, nod "appreciatively", or just ignore me completely. That's just fine. It only! proves I'm way beyond them. A.V.S. Respect, right back atcha, Jamie.