Some misguided fool said just the other day that I know a lot about music. To prove how immensely mistaken she was, I went to the “Le Guess Who?” festival. More than a hundred bands playing, and I didn’t know a single one. Not one band. Zero. I kind of should’ve known. Recently, a friend tipped me to Loon, a short album from Olafur Arnalds and Nils Frahm. If you are like me, you would go “WTF, and I thought ‘Garmt’ was a weird name, who are these guys?!”, so I was super excited about what I thought was a hidden gem. Chalk it up to coincidence that one of my visitors had seen good old Olafur in concert, twice. When another friend said, “Of course you know Nils. Who doesn’t?” I started to wonder, and looked up Nils and Olafur on Spotify. Turns out both guys each have more listeners than Jamiroquai. I am officially out of touch. Especially so because my younger readers will now wonder who this Jamiroquaiguy is. Well, it is a band, whose lead singer crashes expensive cars, sometimes in his own moat.