To be completely honest, playing old doo wop and oldies 45s at 33 speed makes about the most perfect sense ever. That totally recognizable stuff sounds hauntingly chill, and I am forever confused why people don’t hire me to DJ this shit every other Thursday evening at their bougie restaurant or throwback dive bar. It’s the perfect drinking music, too, but feel-good drinking music, not “let’s get mad about the world and pick fights with the other assholes” drinking music, which – from my understanding – is what most establishments shoot for. Oh well… born behind ahead of my not quite time, like always.
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