My objectively pro-MGMT stance

If you can stand to look at the background without getting an optical migraine, you are qualified to listen to MGMT
I may be drifting into “You kids get off my lawn!” territory, but very rarely do I hear some new or even newish music that I really like. This goes for yer more conventional pop but even more so for what might be charitably termed “hipster” music; in fact, I usually find I like the pop music better. The hipster stuff is so darn sad.
MGMT more than makes up for it. I’m in the phase right now where I can really only listen to one song over and over again, and it makes me so happy I involuntarily jump around. My practice today consisted of listening to MGMT, jumping around and giggling, doing some handstands, and then jumping around some more.
The last time I got this excited about newish music was Shad. He still gets my music motor running, but MGMT has prevailed.
Dad says “Check out Jefferson Airplane. The song & psychelics reminded me of them. Good choice of name. Who wouldn’t invite mgmt to your event?”