Person 1: Do you like A?
Person 2: I’ve not heard of them.
Person 1: They sound like B and C.
Introductions to their music, or the musicians take place.
C: Oh so you know A and B? You probably know D E F G and H, then?
Person 2 will then be introduced or know those already.
It filters until the whole alphabet of musicians and their friends, their friends’ friends and some of their enemies are all known to you and somehow, you could quote two or three of each of their songs and have a compulsion to see them sing or to go for drinks with them.
Eventually, you realise that you’ve subconsciously been telling those in the alphabet about other members of the alphabet that they weren’t familiar with and helping draw together a more cohesive collective of letters, until one day an entire semblance of sentences exist where the letters have begun to socialise, and you can overhear paragraphs forming.
I mean, unless you’re a rapper. Then there’s no vowels or consonence who want to know you, and you’ll be told that the Capitals and the lower case are at war over who’s got a better position in the bookshelf of life.