When a man, usually caucasian in his mid-30s to late-50s that works in a profession other than music, gets dumped or divorced after a long relationship and "rediscovers" self-expression in the form of music.
Because their sense of style has frozen since the beginning of said relationship, it's usually heavily indicative of some long-forgotten or now derided genre or artist.
It almost always suffers from very low production value in both audio and the visuals for whatever medium on which they release it.
While the name implies a specific genre, it can also come in the form of hip hop, metal, jazz, or any other style of music.
See: "Moon River Rock" or "Can I Borrow a Feeling" for examples.
Because their sense of style has frozen since the beginning of said relationship, it's usually heavily indicative of some long-forgotten or now derided genre or artist.
It almost always suffers from very low production value in both audio and the visuals for whatever medium on which they release it.
While the name implies a specific genre, it can also come in the form of hip hop, metal, jazz, or any other style of music.
See: "Moon River Rock" or "Can I Borrow a Feeling" for examples.
Ron: "Hey, did you get a chance to listen to my demos?"
Ron's Son: "Yeah, dad. Everyone has. It sounds exactly like Matchbox 20. It's so embarrassing."
Ron: "It is not! I put my blood, sweat, & tears into those songs! Some of those songs are about you and your mother, you know! How a man can hurt inside!"
Ron's Son: "It's fuckin' Dentist Rock, dad. Mom's with Gary now. Just leave it!"
Ron's Son: "Yeah, dad. Everyone has. It sounds exactly like Matchbox 20. It's so embarrassing."
Ron: "It is not! I put my blood, sweat, & tears into those songs! Some of those songs are about you and your mother, you know! How a man can hurt inside!"
Ron's Son: "It's fuckin' Dentist Rock, dad. Mom's with Gary now. Just leave it!"
by Busta Schnut October 28, 2023