1 pop 2 pop my pop your pop

Sometimes it seems a thing beyond always somewhat fickle matters of taste and into something far more fundamentally inalterable (inner ear architectures, perhaps) when what is gorgeous and fun to some is to others like toy poodles shitting in your ears.

“Pop” to me signifies the fairly cynical deployment of manipulative techniques, like they’re just shamelessly getting in the emotive centers of your brain with the electrodes and buzzing away.  Under those circumstances, to not feel you are in hands of sociopath (a electrode and toy poodle wielding sociopath? My various metaphors are mixing with my diagnoses in an improper manner), there needs to some credible (even if not necessarily sincere) humanity/sentiment: Sarah Vaughan does Mancini or shall we say Karen Carpenter.

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