My dad belted out this song so many times over the course of my life, it used to make my blood boil (the mocking tone he sang it in quickly added the heat). I knew the second he started singing it, I wasn’t getting shit. While it was both spirit crushing and maddening at the time, now I’m thankful for it. I believe the younger you realize this notion, the better off you are.
I went to push purchase to buy 4 of these bad boys (one for every one of my siblings and my dad) and it is out of stock. The irony! Looks like Music Philosophy is a side project for this brillant person and according to his etsy profile, “he’s on Holidays climbing beautiful mountains in France.”