Max Ho

As a teacher I've tried to integrate this philosophy into the course of study chosen by my students. For example, my most successful student began his guitar playing career enamored with Kirk Hammet. He could barely play a note, but all he wanted to do was play the tapping solo at the end of "One" by Metallica. Most other teachers would have told him that the part was too advanced and that he would develop bad techniques or other nonsense. I taught him that solo and he played it very badly over and over again. Then I taught him other parts and other techniques, but only what he wanted to learn. His commitment to the instrument grew more quickly than his abilities, but eventually that commitment made him into a monster. He has since surpassed me as a player. During our time together, he was relentlessly focused on perfecting his technique. He is a more technically accomplished guitarist than I am, but this is a reflection of who he is. The authenticity he brings to his playing surpasses his technique in terms of appeal. And this was my first student and that was nine years ago. 

 Additionally, I have run workshops on music production and engineering. I am highly trained and highly creative as an engineer. My work is released commercially. I use the same philosophical approach to teaching profesional audio as I do to guitar/bass playing. I add to this ten years of professional field experience to create an immersive learning experience that chalenges the mind to expand beyond prefab musical and psychoacoustical limits. At the workshop's conclusion, students increased their ability and scope of listening powers, and they understood audio technology sufficiently to begin working on their own projects.

And now, the creative version: 

1. The setting: New Hampshire: the Outer North possessed by memories of an alternate time, which exists perhaps.

2. What is the phenomenon we call culture? Object? Mass hysteria? Systematic sociological self-stirring dénouement? A broad contention, broadly contested, boasting bodacious claims of boldly becoming bitter contemporarily constructed consternation? A glass of chilled liquid prepared and previously under the ownership and care of an Other Person? Many, many scads? A name for the absentia en Newness Hamshirionimosity.

3. There came to be a need for the contests, liquids and varied ownerships of Culture. This need, which had longly been self-oblivious, conversed with the Galactic Repository near V4641 Sgr., who had named itself Mine. Mine defloccinaucinihilipilificated the Need, who was thereby compelled to embark upon a vision quest into the Hithertown, also known as the unrealized dimensions Twenty and Thirty-Eight. The Need, which in self-obliviosity (alternative hippocampal monstrosity) recognized its desires as externally replicative (reparational expletive), fell into deep despair and crashed into New Hampshire, which is why they have so much snow up there.

4. So the mammalian ooze that makes up the majority of the average citizen's exoskeleton congealed on a single spot in Concord and decided to create a glowing cube, a shape of utter consequence to help them celebrate The Need That Made The Snow.

5. I AM THAT CUBE.