Day two of the Thermals at Wall Street, and the economy is still not fixed. What gives? I invested all of my Nanna's savings in the "Thermals Helping Thermals" triangle scheme—Hutch Harris swore it was definitely not a pyramid scheme—and I have nothing to show for it. I am starting to think that this band knows nothing about the economy. Although, to be fair, Kathy Foster's line about indie rock being like hedge funds was pretty great.
When the band isn't righting the global financial system, they are recording an acoustic session at something called the Comcast Atrium. Enjoy!