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.