Great songs do not expire. They outlive the cycle of months and resist the trap of quick consumption. They stand the test of time, like Love Parade—decades later, still an anthem of a massive genre called techno.

Let’s be honest—music journalism is in a weird place right now. What used to be a space for deep critique, cultural discourse, and actual musical analysis has been reduced to a glorified hype machine. Algorithms dictate taste, PR-driven narratives flood the scene, and way too many publications are more concerned with clicks than content.