I went to San Fransisco for the first time in February, the week after my birthday. I'd never been and was looking forward to a nice birthday/work vacation.  So of course, the day I left I got hit with some weird flu bug that only let up the last day I was there.

I think the vitriol was for the hype more than anything else.

Guy carrying box accross warehouse: Hey look, pal.  We get a lot of guys in and out of here.  Some of em' just can't hack carrying boxes back and forth while talking, you know, so I didn't pay him no mind.

Hey, that's the name of the show!

You misspelled erection.

Maybe he just went to Atlanta.

Tell HER about it.

He came around on the Pixies.

He came around on the Pixies.

Her lips look like they'd be good for something.  Not singing, but something…

Her lips look like they'd be good for something.  Not singing, but something…

@avclub-92a972196ae14b06997dc73a44c6cddd:disqus  No Supergrass?  Get thee to a Tube of You!!!

Hello It's Me is one of the most perfect pop songs ever written, from the melody to the lyrics to the performance to the production.  A master class that every current shitty producer/"song writer" would do well to study.