I don't see that any of us actually has any choice. Yes no such thing as libertarian free will, blah blah.
I am a survival organism, responding to stimulus in the environment, dragging along a helpless, perhaps serendipitous probabilistic percept sorting "algorithm" made of metabolic pathways that sucks excessive amounts of glucose and generates a bunch of false-positives, spews out linguistic expressions of abstractions, and just... won't stop.
In hindsight, the memory module deludes itself into thinking it has some control over what it does; but the reality (as revealed in many experiments) is that the non-aware bits of the physiology have already responded to stimulus before the aware bits get the data. And all the aware bits get to do then is either take credit, or make up an excuse
Because it is magnificently stupid? Maybe?
Who knows. But since all of our language is built on the absurd presupposition that we are magic beings capable of altering the causal chain in some uncaused fashion: I say survive! And wherever possible make noise!
Maximize your non-survival-oriented (non-job) time, wherever possible, into working toward supporting yourself in our backwards fucktard of a culture with making music! Never give up! Never let the bullshit eat away at your resolve!
Make that music! Destroy anything that gets in your way! DEVOUR ALL LIMITATIONS!
THE WORLD WILL GROVEL AT YOUR FEET AND BEG YOU FOR MORE OF YOUR MUSIC, AND THEY WILL LIKE IT WHETHER THEY LIKE IT OR NOT!