

The Beach Boys album Pet Sounds. It’s old, but timeless. It’s not like any other Beach Boys album and probably the only Beach Boys album I have listened to repeatedly from beginning to end. Each song hits a little differently depending on where you are in life. It is the album I listen to when I’m feeling melancholy and I want to feel a little bit more okay about feeling that way by staring into the void instead of looking away. The mix of hope, joy, sadness, and existential dread are intense.










If I encountered someone I thought was bullshitting me about some Gen alpha Internet micro genre, I’d probably just roll with it too while admiring the improv.