“You know how satisfying it is when you turn on cable access at three in the morning, only to find two guys in their basement playing lo-fi funk jams? Or, even better: when you buy an unlabeled cassette at a thrift store, which, when played, consists of some guy talking to himself-- thinking no one will ever hear the tape, he's completely uninhibited, and by extension, genius. That's pretty much *T”
