Big Brother is Smacking Your Face With His ****
There are few things that will endear you more to me than turning me on to new music that I really like. I think this explains why I wasn’t so eager to complain about online tracking and such, because a fair percentage of the music I listen to in any good month was initially recommended to me by computer algorithms, starting with Musicmatch Jukebox back in the day, and continuing on through my rare dalliances with Pandora. It wasn’t that I didn’t see why people…