If I’m right about all of these, which I will be, you’re welcome for giving you the heads-up.
I picked up this awful habit of adopting your music taste without fully realizing what I was doing. You’d listen to a song and it’d be stuck in my head for days, so I’d add it to my Spotify playlist and try to convince myself it wasn’t just because it reminded me of you.
Too many good songs, not enough time.
“I have hidden a tiny speaker in an adjacent cubicle wall that emits a soft cat meow every two hours.”
James Barker Band, “Chills.”
Be prepared to be transported down memory lane — and right into the Upside Down.
I. AM. SHOOK.
Raise your hand if you used to belt this song as a small child and only now realize how inappropriately sexual it is. ✋✋
This weekend, my boyfriend Steven and I sat in Bay Area traffic to and from Sacramento. To keep ourselves alert, we decided to “Browse” Spotify, and came across something we both rarely check out: The Top 50 lists. But when we got an earful of it, we were less than impressed.
I guess it’s ~cool~ to talk about your feelings via Spotify now?