Circa 1994-95, I started listening to Art as an escape from the grim realities of the age(Waco,WTC part 1, Bosnia,Mogadishu,McVeigh, OJ, Clinton's weekly scandals real or contrived) and didn't mind that roughly 90% of the content of C2C was almost certainly bullshit. It was entertainment.
I was also a drug addled boozebag just out of high school and into the workplace. Reality was the last thing I needed or wanted.