Dating isn’t easy. Especially for music lovers.
There are few things worse as a music lover than going out with someone you like, having a great, getting an invite back to their place, and then… hen you get to their place…you see not only the entire Nickelback discography but Nickelback posters everywhere.
What the heck are you supposed to do once you’re hit with this revelation? Even though the date itself was good, you can’t possibly ever see them again because of their musical taste (which, if I’m being nice about it, is questionable at best).
Are music lovers doomed to make concessions to all their potential mates with terrible musical taste? Or perhaps die alone in a pile of records?
Now that Tastebuds.fm exists, music lovers don’t have to compromise their favorite artists for physical and emotional human love.