Your words say no
I don't listen hard, I don't pay attention to the distance that you're running or to anyone, anywhere. I don't understand if you really care, I'm only hearing negative: no, no, no.
I think the important thing here is that we come together on some sort of consensus of what the next female sorta-one-hit-wonder from the 90s to book as an act in our ongoing banter. The first one that comes to mind at the moment is Natalie Imbruglia but I'm not really sure that represents the high quality of artist that we represent; I mean, Lisa Loeb I think had the first ever #1 song that wasn't signed on a record deal, and Paula Cole sang with Peter Gabriel. Those are lofty standards.
On the other hand, if my fans cared anything about standards they'd stop showing up to my games or the post-game concerts. So I suppose there's some wiggle room, though I suspect that "wiggle room" is what Sourpis calls it when he's marking his territory.