So yeh, I listen to lots of music. Actively. Love it, and nearly live for it. My ears have been dragged here and there, and I can embrace the darkest, the freest, the loudest all the way to the gayest, poppiest and ababcbiest... As I hunt for more and more musics, I come here once in a while to check if there's anything new on the chippy front, and I here I am, forcing myself to listen to your whole thing, and forcing myself to believe there was a real intent behind making it because you seem desperate for having an audience. But I just don't get it. Your tracks are like samples, or rather, parts of songs - incomplete and simplistic. Yet, you manage to believe in your music so strongly that you hired the crème of the community to contribute to your work. Seeing the amount of blabla and the multiplicity of ways in which you're attempting to sell your rather skeletal work, I'm tempted to think you're being ironic. Or perhaps, it's something so deep I don't get it. And the feeling gets worse as I read this review of your album on Original Sound Version you've posted - what? How did you get this guy to post-rationalize your entire album?
I don't bite that 'minimalist' approach, and I don't bite the over-intellectualization of your music. Sorry if I come across as being harsh, but I wouldn't react if it weren't for the over-selling. And again, I might be wrong in not seeing what's truly there.