Still at the club when the lights come on

I guess what I really hate is seeing something that started off as a rebellion, become a generic thing conformed to fit into the system. Kinda like how rap became so uncreative and foul, homogenized and in some cases downright acceptable in polite society.  

If everyone is zigging, shouldn’t the creative folks be zagging?

The world depends on the creative class to set trends, to defy becoming staid. To recognize when the fish is past it’s expiration date and infuse freshness into whatever meal feeds our souls. You don’t want to still be at the club when the lights come on. You know, when it’s OVAH! Trendsetters leave before it’s totally over. They’re already on to the next one.

Maybe morphing into being traditional is inevitable. Maybe I expect too much.

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