Especially interesting on double LPs. The Wall really does feel like four separate acts and I'm sure this was intentional.

I went to a few in my time, but they were of either the religious variety or the academic (i.e. mostly indoors) kind. Usually with people I already kinda knew.

I use pretty much anything resembling an outdoor music festival as an excuse to pig out on carnie food from the back of generic jam band X's late-afternoon set.

I think stigmitizing cigarette smoking has actually somehow made the litter worse just because nobody knows what an ashtray is anymore.

Hey, Andrew Bird was in Squirrel Nut Zippers, so that makes them cool in my book.

I remember Muse did a tour opening for My Chemical Romance. Now, I liked both of those bands when I was 16 and don't so much care for them now, but Muse sold out Wembely like two years later and MCR didn't so much.

Someone I work with was legitimately bummed that Nickelback had to cancel the rest of their latest tour. He's a really nice guy and I love to shoot the shit with him, but I had no kind words for that situation.

Reminds me of where I work. 98% of the music is 70s/80s garbage, but they'll be some relatively obscure, relatively modern shit snuck in. I heard some Flaming Lips and some Lake Street Dive the other day.

From Under The Cork Tree holds up surprisingly well for what it is. I'm mostly just impressed that they've managed to stay relevant (nay, more popular than ever) making music seemingly tailored for sports montages.

I'm so embarrassed that he's the most famous musician from the city I live in. Some Iowans like good music, I swear!

He probably says that shit at every show he does. He went on basically the same rant at Bonnaroo last year; just didn't make the headlines for some reason.

For some reason I was thinking of the Road to El Dorado.

He's playing a tiny side stage at a local music festival this weekend. Curious to see how he'll be received.

I ain't afraid of no rolly-coaster!

B-but that's not Disney.

And I feel heavy metal!

Grohl's rockist shtick annoys the hell out of me, but I'll be damned if he still isn't good at what he does.

Panera is expensive and not any "fresher" (seriously, their bread is made fresh, but it's the *only* thing made fresh), but at least they've never given me the shits.

There's a red Swingline kicking around here at work. Not sure if the old ladies who handle supplies understand the joke, or just thought it was nice.

I've never been at a show where the singer threatened violence. But I've been to one where the headlining artist compared the crowed to the autistic children he used to work with in music therapy because they wouldn't shut the fuck up, and that was somehow much more uncomfortable.