Frankly, I think it ain't even a fair fight. Check out the Zav tune that got his Dad and daddy's date a-twerkin'. I'll fess up right here I probably have a parental bias going on, but does that kinda crap still interest anybody gainfully employed as something other than a DJ?
On the other hand, my son has left a vast archive of highly original shit all over the worldwideweb forever, and unlike Zav, had to pay his bills by spending the best years of his life as calamari specialist in the finest Italian restaurant in town. But you feel the pain of those years in the authenticity of his music, as I'm sure you'll agree.
Nevertheless, I'm guessing Zav's future in the biz is golden. Ain't no venue managers gonna boycott Zav for his antisemitism, are they! Look for Zav to headline the half-time show at Davos next year
The coast is clear, Katy! I'm retired, so any time that suits your sched... and please, no butt-slapping.
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