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Hello to all. (I am finally catching up with email and have a few minutes to contribute to this thread.) I spose there are two kinds of criticism -- one that is simply the reality that a listener may not like one's music. I kind of feel for people who don't like my music because there really isn't anything I can do about it nor anything they can do about it. Then there is the "snobbish" criticism wherein someone tries to justify their criticism by erecting an arbitrary bar over which no-one can jump. This has gone on for centuries. In the early (medievial) church, instruments were not allowed -- only voices -- and -- only men's voices. Anything else was condemned. Instruments were viewed with suspicion. They could play notes that a singer couldn't hit and as such, was a form of "cheating". Of course, it didn't stop there. By the 16th century over seventy rules governed the creation of vocal polyphonic music. To use a tritone (the interval from C to F#) was FORBIDDEN. Of course, this didn't last long because -- well -- it is kind of hard to avoid the interval and it sounds cool. So, in Italy, Palestrina wrote some of the most "pure" counterpoint while, in England, Byrd wrote some of the most dramatic -- with LOTS of tritone cross-relations! There is, in some circles, snobbery regarding pipe organs. And even though few organists can afford the money or space to have their own instrument, the organ provided them by their church-employer often becomes an arbitrary (and meaningless) measure of a musician's competence. First of all, you have to play an organ with REAL pipes. If you play a digital instrument, you are automatically viewed with suspicion. Then, the organ must have mechanical action (i.e., a "tracker organ"). After that, it must have "authentic" pipe scales -- the list goes on and on. And of course, everyone compares the size of their organs -- the bigger the better -- and the SIZE is everything. (I know this is a double-entendre -- hope you enjoyed it.) In my college days, low-wind pressure organs were the rage -- if you played an organ with over 2" of wind, then "tisk tisk". Now the rage is high wind pressure -- which means the "tracker" organs now must have mechanical assists to be playable -- **sigh**. Well, there is no end to the arbitrary methods someone can use to look down their nose at someone else. And so it is with technology. One could look down their nose at someone else because: they use cheap equipment, they use expensive equipment, they use too much equipment, don't know how to use equipment, they use a laptop, they don't use a laptop, they 'pre-record' stuff, they use MIDI, they don't use MIDI, they are too commercial, they are too amateur, the list goes on and on. I do music both for pay and for pleasure -- not always both at the same time! When I am paid my source of satisfaction comes from the notion that I satisfied the customer -- that the customer had requirements and that, as a professional, I fulfilled them. When I am not paid, while I still want to please the audience, my satisfaction comes from the opportunity to play my own compositions or improvisations. In the first situation (play for pay) criticism from anyone except my employer is irrelevant. Even if I personally think a particular selection sucks, that is not the point. The second situation is a little less straight-forward. I think I would be criticized if I tried to be someone who I am not. If I tried to, say, play pop music or jazz it would fall flat. I don't try to be a musician who can play anything or do anything. People describe me as "classical", "neo-classical", and "electronic" and that's what I do. (I enjoy many forms of music that I wouldn't attempt to play myself.) If someone asked me to do some "Slayer" -- I'd probably sing a couple bars -- "Let me take you down -- dead before you hit the ground..." -- and then inform them that they just heard the reason I don't do Slayer. :) My favorite Slayer song is "Divine Intervention". I have not attempted to perform this myself -- plus I don't think it would work on theremin. -- Kevin