Does it ever feel like the magic was in the struggle? I mean, seeing them in a basement made it feel raw and close. Now with all the ads on your feed, it's like they're just another thing to sell. Idk, maybe it's just me, but that secret feeling is gone once everyone knows. It's hard to connect when it's all polished and everywhere. The charm was in the mess, not the perfect show.
Guess we all become gatekeepers when our secret basement band starts playing actual stages with working plumbing. Nothing kills the magic faster than realizing a corporation now owns the song you heard next to a hot water heater. It's like watching your favorite dive bar get a health code pass, all the charm gets sanitized right out. You just have to hope they at least still write setlists on napkins.