My Brother Bought A New Bass. I Think He’s Saving Up To Buy The Rest Of It

He’s sinister, my brother is. That’s a U-Bass he’s playing.

Live ambient music worth listening to in a pleasant outdoor space. That’s rarer than it should be. Not many know how to play instruments and sing well enough to perform in front of others. A lot of music is intentionally exclusionary; it is designed to appeal to a narrow slice of audience, and its appeal is based almost solely on an explicit assault on everyone else. Deliberately annoying. And there’s the “go big or go home” aspect to pop music. An enormous production or nothing. The musical equivalent of a food cart should be resurrected. I won’t hold my breath.