1) Do eggs taste like cheese? I didn’t think so. Eggs need cheese too!

I forget what started this.

2) That’s interesting, but for a minute I thought you drew me a picture!

Also, Bon-Bon says if you’re hugging her fairly often, you must be doing so while she’s asleep and you and her need to have some words.

Come on, dude. Most of the time when you come over she’s at work!

3) Yeah! Where I came from we always called it hair metal. Gilda turned me on to proper hard rock. Great stuff too!

I prefer grudge that’s more harmonious than raw myself, which some would say defeats the purpose.

There are plenty of good hip-hop tracks out there, but they are admittedly awash in a sea of tripe. However, that’s really no different than the mountains of derivative, boring glam metal, or of any genre popular enough to produce so much material.

I would say the key difference is in scale, caused by the sheer number of ponies willing to produce soulless, heavily studioed material (caring more about commercial success than the medium) and the masses willing to just take what they’re given.

If there is a traceable decline in a good-to-bad music ratio (for there will always be good music), it’s certainly not the fault of any genre. It would have began when labels realized that you can literally just put different words to the same combinations of core beats and rhythms and sell them over and over again.

And for my bits, I would say that’s why the average consumer is so docile about the whole thing; a bloated industry. It’s hard to find what’s good. And let’s be honest, it can be difficult to tell at first to which tracks have the layers and subtleties that signify a refined piece when there’s just so much to sift through.