Another missing rumble in the jungle turned up in nothing but a loincloth proteck your tenderpennis from what's danger in the wild life a human nose something something to the dynamics of clean hands and bare feets

I'm paraphrasing of course, but that's some classic Dose One wordplay for today's choice

Doing these for the last couple of days has made me realize that much of the music I listen to is random people on YouTube. For example, I just realized I've been listening to this woman play this piece on the concertina for over a decade. Not sure how that makes me feel. She won't even know maybe how much filming this video has meant to people. It's not even her channel Patrícia Pereira toca concertina na Rua do Carmo em Lisboa

What is this song? I don't know, but thank you Almighty Algorithm for blessing me

Caffeine is the first tape I bought on Bandcamp after buying a used Nakamichi tape deck on eBay like eight(?) years ago. It's a tape that makes me super jealous. It's chaotic and super clean, and it's something I aspire to

Growing up, all I wanted to do was leave my hillbilly pitstop of a hometown... I eventually did leave, and now that I'm gone, my brain fires in sympathetic ways when I think about it. Like what if I went back and made a small town life for my family? Terrible idea, but I think the reason it feels like it would be cool is because I've replaced the lore of growing up smoking ditch weed before geometry class with a more mystical version similar to the world of Kentucky Route Zero. Today's song is a song about being homesick from the game about a more interesting version of the American South I grew up in

I was a 3D artist in LA rollerblading to work at the time of this album's release, and I hated it at first. Midlake's first album very much like a lofi Radiohead, and I was ready for this album to be them heading towards a Kid A phase. Instead, it's like a concept album about living a hardworking homesteader life in early America, and I ended up loving it. I now mark this as the moment in time my life spiraled into becoming a crypto-fronteirsman Americana superfan with a clawhammer banjo habit

"Oh let me not be too consumed with this world. Sometimes I want to go home and stay out of sight for a long time"