A few weeks ago we were invited to join Yacht Rock Review at one of their shows to do a

especially yachtern yach in between their sets.

I'm little.

We fucking crushed it.

Yeah, we did what we set up to do.

Unfortunately, their audience didn't notice.

Yeah, it's weird how like...

It threw us off our game to the point that we didn't do it.

Yeah, it's weird how an audience that's standing around at the Roxy waiting to drink and

dance and party does not want to hear a podcast.

About figuring numbers for the songs that they're not even going to hear or know.

The complex mathematical algorithm that is the Yatsky scale.

Something tells me also because we're intellectuals and our fans are all brilliant.

Something tells me that the the like the venn diagram for yacht rock review fans and Jimmy

Buffett fans like the the external part is just two very thin crescent moons

there's very yeah very much in which we reside. Very much unlike the Venn diagram of Yacht Rock review fans and Yacht Rock podcast fans.

Mm-hmm. Those don't touch, I don't think.

I'm starting to think those don't touch.

Maybe like about this much.

I'm doing this visually because this is good podcasting.

But so now I realize they have their thing, we have our thing, we each do our things very well.

And only occasionally the twain shall meet.

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