In which I draw the ivory-prodding television MD.
The ScriptMag mastermind teaches me to be kind and hustle.
In which I review said album by said New Zealander.
In which I theorise about the rise of anti-art.
In which I give advice to a pop star.
In which I review the new album from the Scot-Rock giants.
In which I provide a rudimentary and conservative estimate of how much money it costs to create a song.
In which I review said album (it’s rather good).