I was born for the Spotify age. There’s no question. Vinyl records are like my caviar — they’re like that twice-a-year lobster/steak dinner downtown. Spotify is like my Burger King. I listen to a wide array of music, in large quantities, and I also have somewhat of the guilty white liberal in me, in that, … Continue reading “Is There an Extent to Which You Have to Be a Southerner to Appreciate Lynyrd Skynyrd?”