I wanted to like you. I really tried. But we're done. First, you kept screwing up my iPod updates by occupying the little machine and preventing me from ejecting it. That, however, was only a minor annoyance. Yesterday, I plugged "antifolk" into your search bar, hoping, maybe, for some Moldy Peaches, some Regina Spektor, some Grizzly Bear. Instead? Ani DiFranco --> M.C. Hammer.
Today, I went back to Pandora. So far, the Okkervil River station has provided M. Ward, Elliott Smith, Matt Pond PA, The Decembrists, The High Strung, and Sufjan Stevens. In other words, shit that makes sense.
Sorry, last.fm. You are dead to me.
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