You know the kind. They're not masterpieces. They're not trash either. They're good and satisfying. You're not sure why you like them. According to the critics, you're not supposed to.
Lately I picked up these two and I sure do dig them.
Robyn Hitchcock and the Egyptians - Globe of Frogs
Mott the Hoople - All the Young Dudes
Is there something wrong with me?
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Ever notice how this place just basically, well, sucks.
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