It gets a little bit troublesome when you have something that's overcompressed that shouldn't be.
I had long hair when I was a teenager.
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
Especially in music, you wonder, Okay, should I still be doing this? Like, are you overstaying your welcome at the party? But I don't know.
Two men look out the same prison bars; one sees mud and the other stars.
Every band I knew or played with had flyers and properly-recorded demos and contacts; I couldn't even get a gig.