It takes twenty years for something to become obsolete.

Mix's Tapes was supposed to be forever, the purpose to his life, but Mixtape's delusional bet on cassettes and vinyl remaining profitable destroyed his livelihood. The world has moved on; he, and his talent, have been left behind.

Armed with only a box full of nostalgia, he faces a fast, new Equestria with no space for him.

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cover art by me