Who are you, his mum?
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You're all just trying too hard to be complete homos, I'm afraid. Once a work of art is out there, it belongs to me, the punter, not the artist, the player. They just need to just pick up their cheques and shut up.
You'll all be banging on about recording qualities and sound mixings next, and agreeing with Ash that there's hardly any point listening to any music at all unless you happen to live in the Albert Hall.