I think the quote you are looking for is by [Invalid or Expired Link Removed], and I will reproduce the part that's most memorable for me:
I only started to get the taste of this kind of nonsense when I was very young, and I found myself massively resentful that people who really, in actuality, didn't know dick about what was good, what was saleable, or what was art were trying to jump in and make all these decisions. I may not make jack **** off my music, but I make a nice living as an IT tech, and the music that I love belongs entirely to me.
I imagine a trench, about four feet wide and five feet deep, maybe sixty yards long, filled with runny, decaying ****. I imagine these people, some of them good friends, some of them barely acquaintances, at one end of this trench. I also imagine a faceless industry lackey at the other end holding a fountain pen and a contract waiting to be signed. Nobody can see what's printed on the contract. It's too far away, and besides, the **** stench is making everybody's eyes water. The lackey shouts to everybody that the first one to swim the trench gets to sign the contract. Everybody dives in the trench and they struggle furiously to get to the other end. Two people arrive simultaneously and begin wrestling furiously, clawing each other and dunking each other under the ****. Eventually, one of them capitulates, and there's only one contestant left. He reaches for the pen, but the Lackey says "Actually, I think you need a little more development. Swim again, please. Backstroke". And he does of course.
I only started to get the taste of this kind of nonsense when I was very young, and I found myself massively resentful that people who really, in actuality, didn't know dick about what was good, what was saleable, or what was art were trying to jump in and make all these decisions. I may not make jack **** off my music, but I make a nice living as an IT tech, and the music that I love belongs entirely to me.
