In Between Dreams
Jack Johnson

I hate this sort of music. What would you call it? White guy reggae? Who cares. They billed it as music for surfers a lot, but I surfed all through the 90s and 2000s and you know what we listened to? PENNYWISE. This was just fluffy shit. Anything that gets mostly described as "chill" should go in the fucking bin. This music's real intended audience was hot German and French chicks on beach holidays, and as is totally normal, men will say and do almost anything for a chance with a tanned, blonde, easygoing gap year backpacker. I am ashamed to say I pretended to like Jack Johnson, Xavier Rudd, Ben Harper etc etc all just to try and fuck those chicks. It didn't even really work. Anyway, because lots of hot chicks liked this crap, it kinda became the unofficial soundtrack to backpacker hostel bars, vanlifing, visiting waterfalls, hanging out at the beach etc. It was a terrible time to be alive. I'm sure whatever hot, bronzed, European tourists in their early 20s listen to now is WAY more annoying, and I'm sure there are guys pretending to like THAT every bit as much as I pretended I was a Jack Johnson, ankle bracelet, hemp shirt surf hippie. Pennywise for fuckin EVA!! 1/5.

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