
“When did you learn how to play bass, Mr. Marsalis?”
“YOU WEREN’T EVEN IN THE BAND WHEN HE SAT IN!”
Musings on the Most Ridiculous Band I Can't Stop Listening To

“When did you learn how to play bass, Mr. Marsalis?”
“YOU WEREN’T EVEN IN THE BAND WHEN HE SAT IN!”

Ooh, trippy.

“Bob?”
“Yeah, Josh?”
“Something is happening.”
“Uh-huh, yeah. Infinacy.”
“Not a word.”
“And yet a thing.”
“What happens now?”
“Gotta fight all the other versions of you.”
“I don’t think I want to be in this band anymore.”
“Well, you know: you called us.”

Yes, I’m posting a shot of Bobby’s Apple Watch. Sue me.
Wouldn’t it be funny to leave Josh Meyers’ watch out? It took him hours to pick out.
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Ah, fuck it:


So much fucking power. And, you know: God bless Mrs. Donna Jean, but we all know who has the unicorniest mane in Tennessee.

I will give you three guesses as to which song Young John Mayer made this face during, and the answer is Passenger.

This is the face that Bobby made while they were playing Passenger; I completely agree with the face.
Also: Bobby now has two iPads.

I demand a pink Tamalpais Chiefs Izod shirt.
In response to the Bonnaroo lineup, we get this from Swaggie Maggie:
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And, in response to the doughnut-related note from Chicago I found the other day, Leap Year sends in this:
I’m glad of it, though I don’t say it enough.