Vultraz reviews: Child prodigies.

Prodigies make me feel like shit. I'm jealous of them because they remind me of how much of my childhood I wasted playing fucking video games and how much of my life I'm wasting right now. Some of them also remind me that even being good at something won't necessarily get you anywhere in life.

While I sit here jacking off to children's cartoons, reading Project Horizons, authoring shitty blog posts, making shitty music on a pirated copy of FL Studio, making fun of Obama, and drawing shitty art while I really ought to be doing my homework at 4 AM, some fucking 10-year-old is out there is pushing the boundaries of math and science. My parents like to imply I'm smart and talented—because they have to believe that they raised a human who was actually able to accomplish something instead of, you know, me, but I know that's all fucking bullshit because people like THIS exist. Meanwhile, sometimes I can go through an ENTIRE FUCKING DAY and at the end of it not be able to name ONE FUCKING THING that I have done that made myself, let alone anyone else's life, better.

See, there's a 15-year-old who learned to make MLP art rivaling fucking AssasinMonkey or Devinian or even fucking Yakovlev or however you spell it in TWO YEARS. There's a 12-year-old IMPROVISING JAZZ PIANO (which is MUCH, MUCH harder and more complicated than the writers here tend to give it credit for—no, you don't just "feel the music", and no, nobody just picks up a keyboard and starts playing it in 20 minutes) that could make Thelonious Monk cry and another 13-year-old who might as well be the reincarnation of Tony Williams.

That's not the worst part. You know what the worst part is? Fewer than 5000 people in total have ever heard of two of those people. Shows chops aren't all you need to get ahead in life. Sad, isn't it? Real jazz isn't popular anymore. The MLP art scene is oversaturated with thousands of mediocre artists. They're talents who are rising past their time. Crewed their ship and missed the tide.

But still. All this fucking time, if I had the impetus to actually learn something instead of playing fucking video games and writing this bullshit, I might've been doing the same thing. But I'm not going to do it now, because I'm a lazy piece of shit.

So, here's the moral:

While I don't need to get better at anything because I've already failed and missed out on my viable "learning" window of life, YOU are not going to be a lazy piece of shit, and you are going to set high standards for yourself and get GOOD at something within two years.

Right?

Ha!

I give prodigies a 3/10 because they show you what you could have done with your life, but you can't do anything about it now because you're too old and lazy and busy anyways.