#121 ·
...A buddy of mine put it perfectly: "You show up to a high-end party, and there’s a massive buffet laid out—prime rib, artisanal cheeses, caviar, oysters, seafood, you name it. And then you see people stuffing their faces with cheap hot dogs." I’d go a step further and say it’s like finding a gas station frankfurter that’s been sitting under a heat lamp since yesterday. That’s what pop music is—it’s pure junk food. It's flashy, cheap, and totally hollow. So why does anyone listen to it? Well...🤣 🤣