Yeah. It's because we have lawns. And the time we'd spend listening to new music is spent keeping kids off those lawns. I just put seed down. You're gonna trample it with your giant sneakers. Back in my day we had one style of sneaker, now you kids have dozens to choose from. I remember buying a dozen eggs for $.75.…

They're not and they should be.

Ahh, the Avclub.

You philistine.

The fucking The National are giving fans on this release is certainly lube free.

Yeah. That's the line for the bathroom.

You…I like you.

but ART!

Closer than you think. The National are also releasing this box-set reinterpreted as macaroni art. The set includes:

Look, The National brought their mom with them as well. Hi The National's Mom! Your boys sure are talented and arty.

Back in my day we called this "going to see The Grateful Dead."

Hey, look, The National are here! Hi The National!

It really is.

Indeed. Nothing more Rock & Roll than kissing your mom and drinking your milk.

True.

Hip-Hop fans have become as narrow-minded as rock fans.

I found that odd as well. Think the author didn't do his homework.

26 when he died.

Oh, there is some good stuff. But it's really in the minority.

Hear, hear!