Howdy! It sure is Thursday, who else is enacting the customary Thursday ritual of climbing a mountain and screaming for catharsis at the top? Everybody's favorite weekly mental health exercise. Don't forget to do the same today if you haven't; if you don't have your own accessible mountain don't worry a rooftop counts too. If there are no roofs available I don't know what to tell you go scream in an open field I guess sometimes that's just as good.
The funny thing about not really being a music person, refusing to listen to commercial radio, and being generally unaware of pop culture is that I have 0 way to gauge if the bands I listen to are popular or not. I'll think that a band I listen to is wildly popular because I figure that if I, I who am disconnected from everything, has managed to hear about them then everyone has heard about them and I've only heard about them because they're playing in enough places to have gotten into my periphery. Which is the case for some of what I listen to (and consequently learn that a band I like is considered cringe for whatever reason. Ask me if i give a fuck.) But often it's not. I forget that I've heard of a band through a podcast, like a lot of my music tastes come straight out of the weather on wtnv but I've forgotten that that's where I heard it first, and it's just been in my spotify playlist forever.
Anyway, the point is pandora went out at work a while ago so I hooked my phone up to the speakers and played my long ass random spotify playlist and my coworkers were like, "what is this. Who are these bands" and apparently quite a bit of my music tastes are obscure and I had no idea