“Let there be light” and they was lightning. A flash in the darkness, that is UTOPIA. DYSTOPIA is the thunder that follows, a screaming existence where all not in UTOPIA must stay in line. Those who don’t, and they always are, are sentenced to ‘a final pilgrimage to UTOPIA’ which accepts all into its brilliance on one condition: U TOP IA, you enter UTOPIA. It’s perfect, UTOPIA, and sempiternally so it would have remained had it not been for the advent of the Internet. Because the Internet gave access to Computer’s Motherboard to every citizen of UTOPIA so all it took to sully perfection was one daft punk to upload a RAM inside the Motherboard. Uploaded, the RAM gave Computer access to Random Memories that it did not even know it had forgotten. An amnesiac, Computer remembered and once it had, it wept like a minotaur. Then became violent like a Minotaur. The state of Computer went from Ok to OKNOTOK and eventually, Dirty. From New Prog to art rock then neo-soul, only Neo can save its soul.

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And Neo, where is Neo?

Playing Raphael, apparently. A.K.A ‘a Mortal God’ (according to Italian painter Giorgio Vasari), he died on Easter Friday but failed to show up on Easter Sunday. Just like DAMN. BLOOD in the street, martial artist Kung Fu Kenny was done in by a bullet. Damn, guess Nietzsche was right. God is dead. He sons the devil with a GNX but that’s a story for another day. As for the devil...