Music Overload and the Escape of Nostalgia

In recent years I have noticed that in most hip coffeeshops (which are innumerable in Southern California, and which are often my “offices”), the music being played is not current. Rather, it is the hipster music from 10-20 years ago (give or take). Instead of Weyes Blood, it is Bon Iver’s For Emma, Forever Ago. Instead of Vampire Weekend’s excellent new release, Father of the Bride, it is Vampire Weekend’s debut album from a decade ago. It is not The National’s new music. It’s “Baby, We’ll B...