Once upon a time there was a boy, a large Scandinavian hipster artist boy who wore cowboy shirts and rectangular framed glasses. He kept trying to get me to like this band, and I kept trying to get him to like another band and neither of us was very nice to the other when we didn’t get our way. It’s a petty thing, but sometimes people are petty.

Anyways, now that boy is a thing of the long ago past I actually do like this band.