Someone should have told Ten Walls, the Lithuanian electronic producer and creator of honking dancefloor smash "Walking with Elephants", that if there's one place you don't want to air your grossly homophobic sentiments, it's your artist Facebook page. If you must go on a rant about how gay people are a "different breed" and basically say that they're all nonces, it would probably best be confined to a particularly unpleasant Vilnius watering hole. Putting that on Facebook has the same effect as sending out a non-BCC'd email to everyone you know saying: "I'm a fucking cunt, don't listen to anything I say or produce ever again and if you see me in the street, feel free to hold me down and crush my nuts with the wheels of a cannon."
But now Marijus Adomaitis reckons he's sorry. He says that having taken "time out to reflect on what [he] did" he's realised that he's "always respected everyone". This despite asking the entire internet, just four months ago, "What would you do if you realised that your 16-year-old son's browny (anus) is ripped by his boyfriend?" Which, IMHO, isn't very respectful.
What has he been doing for all this time, though? Four months is a long old stretch to think about apologising for something that essentially everyone thinks is totally deplorable and unacceptable. What has Ten Walls been cooking up under that bonnet of unbridled hatred for homosexuals? Well, thanks to DJ Mag posting his exclusive apology, we have the answer. Ten Walls has – are you ready? – Ten Walls has created, along with some other people, an "electronic opera" called "Carmen" (seriously, yes, just like the other musical called Carmen), a project which, apparently, aims to "educate... others in [his] home country that homophobia is simply not acceptable".
That's right, Ten Walls has been away, he has been incubating the idea, hatching a grand plan to win back his fans, and what he's come up with is an electronic music opera named after another pre-existing opera. 'And that's when I had my eureka moment,' he may or may not have imagined himself telling a swarm of gently approving journalists. 'That's when I knew.'
I think a round of applause is in order for Ten Walls here. Not only has he irrevocably ruined his career, but he's tried to salvage it, almost half a year later, with a potentially plagiarised e-opera celebrating the very people he so recently claimed to hate. It's like he stepped away from the twitching body of his reputation, stared down at it sadly, made up his mind and whacked it in the head repeatedly with a shovel. It takes guts to kill something you love, and Ten Walls has done it.