3rd
Maybe you like to think of your iTunes library as a safe and comfortable borough, full of neighbors you handpicked for very good reasons over the course of many years. Yeah, I get it. I do too.
Then, one day, you’re out for a stroll through your musical neighborhood. And, as if in a dream, you suddenly find yourself in a part of town you never knew existed. An alley where a few neglected miscreants banded together as they fended for themseves, long ago abandoned by their parents. And they’ve built a little community. A fire burns in a steel trash can. Cars are overturned. One boy is wearing clown makeup and a tutu, and eating spiders. No one has bathed - ever. They wield makeshift weapons crafted from sporks, disco balls, bolos, spurs. You are a stranger in a strange land, in your own back yard.
Guys, I stumbled through just such a stretch today.
