Rick wasn't sure how to tell her that every song on that album sounded the same to him. There was no variety, nothing to keep his mind engaged. At her words, though, he had to fight to keep from laughing, schooling his expression as best he could. "I'm heartbroken, of course," he deadpanned even as she started laughing.
"You want musical genius though? Between lyrics and arrangement, I'd have to rank Queen pretty high up there." His fondness for eighties rock was much greater than indie or grunge, he couldn't deny it. "Though even they had quite a few duds." He shrugged, glad that she didn't seem serious about ending this before it really had a chance to begin.