(Now that his morning funk has been rocked away by Steve Earle, McCormick is free to discover a new record from a favorite band…)
Because Julie called her high-school mate John Darnielle a genius, he resisted the Mountain Goats on principle.
Dylan was an ego-object back then. Making Bob share any space crowded McCormick when he really needed to feel large.
His change of heart wasn’t gradual. The recognition struck while hearing:
It was the perfection of college lit review writing. Things you just thought, rhymed and adored. Who hadn’t searched for that treasure?
Defeating jealousy gives him room. With pleasure, he listens.