though the downfall of the villainous tyrant Mr. Ticketmaste looms, i’m still too broke (read: stingy) to buy nosebleed tickets at 200 a pop.
to combat this i’ve obsessively been listening to choir-backed music at full volume in a dark room.
in the words of a great intellectual (read: a teen girl on tiktok) sometimes u think u like going to church and really it’s just the live music u like.
