I rawked out to Clap Your Hands Say Yeah, who seem to have acnkowledged that they only made 12 good songs, which was nice.
That's awesome. A friend of mine who didn't attend Sasquatch caught their local show the Friday of Sasquatch and said they mainly played old stuff. They went from a 10, to a 2, to a 6, so it's nice they understand their appeal. Their Some Loud Thunder tour was one of the worst shows I've seen.
I knew really nothing about them. I think I listened to the song they had on the Sasquatch site or something and was like whatevs. Well, Courtney (the friend who came with me) really wanted to see them and I had nothing else going on other than wanting to get a good spot for Chelsea Peretti, so I obliged. I started to watch them, and enjoyed myself. They were fun. Then about 3 songs in they got to that song that I now know as being titled "Naked Kids."
I felt betrayed.
It sounded like a overforced love-making session between Rebecca Black and Edward Nutsack. I then think I even literally said out loud, "Fuck you." Then proceeded to leave for the Banana Shack.