I also tend to think that those people who think that their taste in music is fairly eclectic are probably a bunch of jerkface, effete, elitist snobs.
Ergo, I'm probably a jerkface, effete, elitist snob*. I dunno what that really means. I don't even know if I'm using "ergo" or "effete" properly in that sentence. I don't even know why I'm bringing it up. I'm just ramblin' here. All I know is that listening to the following song while staring into a fire and drinking apple pie moonshine might be good for your soul. It did wonders for mine this past weekend.
*But you already knew that.