I'm so sick and tired of these forty-year-old-plus, weekend goths and rockers living their tired, saggy, sad-sacked cubicle dreams all over this town. And how do you fucks all sound the same? Are there classes online at the University of Phoenix that teach you fogies which Bauhaus records to claim to worship, what Cure era to steal from and what "occult" imagery to market your "mystery collective" with? I've seen the decline of American music, and it's you geriatric assholes raping the ghosts of the 80's with Juno keyboards and triangles.