WE DON'T CARRY DEAD WEIGHT LONG

I was reminded recently that during fall quarter of freshman year I could start The Folded Palm the second I walked out of the dorm and the fourth song would end the second I walked into math class. Such perfect timing, and nothing gets you more amped for math class than listening to Frog Eyes first thing in the morning.

Recently I've been listening to The Thermals on my morning walk from the train station to coffee, which also makes me want to punch everybody I see but in the most excited, friendly way possible. On a related note, seeing The Thermals live might make my head explode.