while continuing my binge on infj talk on this forum, i'm reminding of the time i saw wilco in school and watched a legion of a thousand and one librarians pumping their fists and (inside voice) chorusing along to "you're soooooo misunderstood." i think i had a panic attack.
with that said, i'm listening to the smiths self-titled album (which have all been re-packaged to death)... so who am i to complain? before that, lindstrom, explosions in the sky, and animal collective. jesus i've been at this coffee shop for almost 4 hours!