0.26.1 - He said he's six foot two, and I'm like "Dude, nice try" / she said "See ya later boi"
Dashboard! I've written a lot about how and when we stop discovering new music, and how much that terrifies me. I've taken steps in my life to ensure a constant stream of musical input to make sure that I don't end up stuck listening to the same music I listened to when I was 20. One of the guidelines I try to operate by is a pretty simple one - if, in an unconnected way, I see three different people/videos/articles all reference the same artist or musician I was unaware of before in quick succession, there's probably something that which is worth at least investigating. This is how I ended up listening to Olivia Rodrigo. I'm not sure how ahead of the curve I was in her climb to established pop sensation, but I'd seen her name pop up organically in a couple of places and had sought out and listened to Sour before I heard Driver's License in the wild. I recommended her album to my friend Matt and he'd not heard of her then eith...