[Editor's note: Normally Courtney Ferguson is on the Built to Spill beat around these parts, but since she is feeling creatively bereft about Mr. Martsch & Co., we'll let her BTS-lovin' husband take it from here.] A summer afternoon 16 years ago brought together all the elements necessary for the creation of a hopeless indie-rock fanboy. I'd smoked a little dope, skated over to the local college, wound up in some co-ed's front room listening to There's Nothing Wrong with Love, and the rest is history... going to all their shows I possibly could, listening to them every day at work, requesting "Car" at my wedding for the first dance between me and my new wife. Look, I'm 36 years old—too old for these fanboy shenanigans, right? Doesn't matter, because every time I see Doug and the boys live, I start grinnin' and air-guitarin' like an idiot, angling for the front of the crowd and waiting for the crazy to kick in. When all Hell does finally break loose, with the layers of cascading guitars and effect pedals smoking and wheezing and generally trying to keep up with the mayhem, there's Built to Spill, cool as cucumbers, keeping us amazed, and making it all look so easy. E.M. BACHER
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