Where you share a longtime tradition, and when you do, people are like, “wait, this is what fruitcake is?” and “You took 8 weeks to make this?” and you take it in stride, chalking it up to if you know, you know. And what you know is some people never get tired of the sound of Ozzy coughing at the beginning of Sweet Leaf.

Where your host declares an improvisational rock band’s style “raga hippie shit” and drops a reference to Köln minimal techno so naturally you’d think it’s the 90s, or 2021.

Patiently listen, knowing there will be jazz musicians back to back with Fortress Crookedjaw and Obey, only to be followed by Aphotic Mote, and an experimental percussionist who listens to Our Lady Peace?

Death twee remains elusive but we can help.

Answering the unasked musical question of whether there’s any such thing as “serious” metal, and if this is a spectrum, what level of seriousness is appropriate for accompanying garage rock ‘n roll, indie pop, and experimental composers whose compositions may precede or follow it?