Sick and tired of hearing people chatter about shit that has nothing to do with whatever you’re actually doing? Yeah, me too. So I, courtesy of Heavy D, jammed some cheap headphones in my ear, turned up the volume on my computer and zoned out to this narsty three night Wilco show in St. Louis. Wicked Sunken Treasure to open.
And the nice thing about Wilco is that it’s a great combination of soothing (no MDKs* at the office for me!), jammy (get in a groove when you’re firing out all that work…seriously, tons of on my end, bossman) while being loud enough to drown out all these chatty people behind me.
*Yes, I totally referenced Demolition Man there. Lick em.
