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1966

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Dear beloved brother,
Isaac! I am writing to you because I feel an urgency of letting these words flow through me, and I believe it’s best to have you in mind while my pen tickles this clean sheet of paper. I feel that there is a great shift happening in the world, that things are all moving too fast, and that one day soon we might all lose our sense of oneness with each other. The present doesn’t seem sacred anymore, I rarely feel like I am in the moment. I think this is because we are always striving for more with our band, but why? Can we not live happy lives without success? I have decided, and I hope I can convince you of my stance, to never record our music again! To let go of any connection we have to the making of our art in the hope that more creativity could come through us, and make us always feel present and joyful, regardless of our state of affairs. To relinquish any ownership over our ideas; let them float in the air for them to be nurtured by others as we nurture theirs, creating a world where everyone owns nothing and everything at the same time. More practically, what I am saying is let’s start a collective with these principles. Where anyone can use our name, and us theirs, where everyone is welcome to be part of our band, our collective. Where every space can be our stage, and every sound our song. Let’s form the Colors Collective and forget about our ambitions for money and fame. And let us hope that others will follow and that the world will begin to slow down. It cannot accelerate forever!

Yours truly,
Alex Moler
7/2/1966

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