Dave Holmes, writing in Esquire, has a piece on, what else, music.

There is something in the air about that medium-mope, wounded-dude mid-’90s music moment: Counting Crows, Collective Soul, Soul Asylum. Somehow I’m hearing it more now than in 1996, my glory days of wearing a Kangol hat backward and trying to use hype as an adjective. The soul-patched soundtrack of alternative radio, a revolution that was ignited at least partly by our disdain for classic rock, has become our new classic rock.

It’s IPA-core—soothing, warming, heavy but not too—and it might be our last classic rock.

I love the term IPA-core. So funny and spot on.