I know exactly what you want to hear. First off, you don’t want anything that involves electric instruments, right? And I know you’re sick of drums. That’s just a bunch of caveman pounding. Who needs it? You’re fiending to hear three magical chords strummed on a lonely old acoustic guitar, aren’t you? Not only that, but you would totally poop yourself if that guitar was an accompaniment to some whining, pop punk folk shit. You know, the kind that you used to hear once in a while at open mic nights at that little café next to the university. Because I know you went there all the time, right? That’s where the good stuff went down. Oh heck yeah.