The thing is that Dan Harmon is smart enough to loathe himself and neither of these people are.

Got a tattoo of the windows mouse cursor so that I can sit like this on Teams calls in the hope that someone frantically tries to move it.

My taste in music is pretty eclectic, but it's not really a result of being particularly knowledgeable or having my finger on the pulse of anything. I'll just hear something and it gets stuck in my head and then that's all I can listen to for about four months. The problem is that kind of serendipity isn't very repeatable, and most of the new stuff I hear ends up sounding like sleepy English cats half-heartedly doing a rave, so my music discovery process has now devolved into stumbling through random alleys and falling into dumpsters full of sheet metal that looks like it might sound interesting.