Tuning in
Here’s a fun game: Make a playlist of songs you find, and will always find, freakin’ awesome. Music taste goes in waves, but there are certain songs that just seem to hold up. And not like “I’m in a Weezer mood today, and I love this one Weezer song,” I’m talking if they come up on shuffle, you never skip them. (Weezer was just an example. Substitute any band you’d like in that example, so long as they also put on boring concerts.)
It’s quite revealing. So far, most of my songs are rocking the minor-to-major chord progression, with a general sense of uplifting. That, future economists, is what is known as a microcostafalashism. Maybe.
