So, I sat down to have a listen to your song (Not really, it's Glenda who does my listening for me, but she was going to listen and tell me how it was), when I read through the description. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't terribly dissapointed. When I was your age, I always knew when my assignments were due, especially my math. Ms. Grenchler would have tanned my hide if I was late with my geometry work! I don't know what keeps you kids today so busy you can't find time to write down your assignments, but it has me quite concerned. Well, that's neither here nor there. I also noticed (Well, Glenda and her sharp eyes picked it out, actually (she's a clever gal, my Glenda)) that you have this labeled as both Jazz AND Easy Listening. That caused quite a stir! After a bit of deliberation, Glenda and I decided that it couldn't be Jazz, since there weren't any negro performers, or brass instruments. It was, however, easy to listen to. I don't know how this mistake came about, but please be more careful with your labeling, so as not to confuse those of us who still care about our music enough to separate real jazz from whatever those crazy kids with their long hair and pinstripe suits are playing.
As if my music could even be classified by the social construct we call "genre" in the year 2014. Hey Pops, isn't it time for your MEDS? Haha, you're so old. Why don't you go wheel yourself off a cliff, in your WHEELCHAIR. Also your wife sounds old too. I bet you're both really old.
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