A rooster crows only when it sees the light. Put him in the dark and he'll never crow. I have seen the light and I'm crowing.
A universe that came from nothing in the big bang will disappear into nothing at the big crunch. Its glorious few zillion years of existence not even a memory.
The problem that I have is with the music business. For some reason it seems almost impossible to get anything, any music, released which includes improvisation or soloing.

