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Colin's avatar

I have stopped worrying. I have never understood the Beatles. Or David Bowie that much. (Though thanks for your recent review. I may try again). Stuff makes me smile or it does not. I love some terrible pop records (well done to atomic Kitten via Andy macclusky). I have no shame these days filling it in shelves near sister Rosetta Tharpe. Other people saying something is terrible? I probably worry even less than the music being terrible.

Bruce McDonald's avatar

If we all liked the exact same music, what the hell else would we have a reasonably polite debate about?

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