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Loser is an irrational tale told by an irrational man about his irrational friend � a triumph of paranoia� Music� Music of spheres� Music of madness�

The so-called intellectual consumes himself in what he considers pathbreaking work and in the end has only succeeded in making himself ridiculous, whether he’s called Schopenhauer or Nietzsche, it doesn’t matter, even if he was Kleist or Voltaire we still see a pitiful being who has misused his head and finally driven himself into nonsense. Who’s been rolled over and passed over by history. We’ve locked up the great thinkers in our bookcases, from which they keep staring at us, sentenced to eternal ridicule.

Is madness cacophony? Or is it harmony? Does music ruin musicians? It had already destroyed so many...