This song is a through-composed masterpiece. It perfectly encapsulate what I feel defined the Y2K era of the band: alienation, psychosis, misanthropy, paranoia, Androids.
I can't even really talk about it because it speaks for itself.
It really is Bohemian Rhapsody for people who can't order a coffee by themselves.
The most common form of English you will see used by Indonesians on the internet, especially on Instagram, is AAVE.
It's bizarre. I suspect it's mostly a result of Indonesian gen Z being really into brainrot content and thus adopting a lot of the black slang associated with it. And also they think naked black men are just the pinnacle of comedy.
This is some revisionist bullshit. Both Indonesian men and women despised yuri.
Indonesian fujoshis didn't suffer persecution and great sacrifice in the 2000s just for the country to be labeled part of "yuri Asia". Sure, yuri has seen a rise in modern times because of vtubing, but let's not forget our historical roots here. This country was built on yaoi.
At this point, I'm grasping for songs to post. I've never listened to any other Peter Gabriel or Genesis song, but I like this one. Incredible nostalgia vibes, but maybe that has nothing to do with the song itself and more to do with the main guitar riff basically being the Rugrats theme in 7/4.
Even if I think they're kinda stuffy and sterile, I keep coming back to Steely Dan. They're not emotionally resonant enough to be a favorite, but they definitely know how to make a nice tune that sticks.
But the most interesting thing about the Dan is the contrast between their sophisticated sound and their lyrics about the absolute dregs of society.
My favorite Zeppelin track on most days. Bonzo's downright legendary here, giving us both an iconic shuffle groove and a samba break that's just a hoot and a holler. Jimmy's sloppy fretwork kinda works here. Plant delivers a charming tale of a love almost lost because he was waiting on the wrong spot for his date. JPJ plays bass.

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