There are two kinds of people in the world: People who listen to lyrics, and people who can’t believe there are people out there who actually listen to lyrics, ugh, how banal.

I just lose patience for songs that whine about situations with easily attainable solutions.

I’m writing a book about the time I was a truck driver, and sometimes I like to listen to trucking songs to get in the mood.

Fart Rebus describes lyrics that don’t make a lick of sense — “expert texpert / chocking smoker / don’t you know the joker laughs at you,” that kind of thing.

I never wanted to be one of those old people who only listens to the music of their youth, so every morning I wrestle with my Spotify algorithm and try to actively seek out new music. This… is harder than it should be.