“The young care for it not,” he scowled, “so its fate I may foretell.
Though blessed its audience may once have been, they now pass with the
ages, and increasingly swift. Young musicians strike with hip-hop, with
rap, and not with this genre now forsaken, its day of prominence passed.
And with none to grow its art, its molding scores enjoyed by the
withering few, its fate I declare sealed. Nay, not even as a niche may
this music survive.
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and part 2
and a response from Plastic Sax
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