would it make up for what they say?

mood: depressed beyond compare
music: fucking district jazz...
CPCetc: gah. back. life. pain. angst.

Need to rant. Feel free to skip this.

I could never be a music major. I love music. I do. More than a lot of things in my life. It's one of the only things I know, without a doubt, that I'm good at. I've always been good at music. But I could never study music. Thoroughout my life (especially today), I've come to a very startling conclusion: musicians and music students have a tendency to be the most pretentious, prickish people you will ever meet.

I'm not saying that musicians are bad people; not at all. And I'm not saying that every musician/music student is a pain in the arse. I've met a lot of music people that are abnormally pleasant, most of them friends of mine. But I've never really encountered this outside of the world of music. Granted, my life revolves around theatre, languages and music and, therefore, I have little connection to the outside world, but still.

If a pretentious musician hears you play a wrong note or doesn't like a piece or whatever, you never hear the end of it. If another artist does something they don't like, they're labelled as utter failures. Nothing is forgiven in the musical world! Nothing! You make one shoddy album, it's the only one anyone remembers. You get caught lip-syncing onstage and you never get a gig again. And if you have a talent for music but don't study music and (god forbid!) get into a select musical group, your life becomes Hell.

Everytime my parents tell me I should major in Opera, I visibly cringe. Considering how I feel right now, I think I'll keep the 'music in uni' to a minimum. Sorry.