I’ve sort of been obsessing over the late ’90’s lately, and guess why… I was a pubescent teen at that time? Exactly right! It was the artistic summit narrowly preceding free file sharing? Exactly right! It had Missy Elliot going “VROOOOOM!”? Exactly right! Play, toward the exact thematic and moral topic of my discussion, essentially … Continue reading “On the Natural Midwestern Aversion to Moby and Play.”