A nice long post explaining where the hell he’s been all summer, and where the hell their third album is. And, buried deep in the post, he shows that, for better or worse, he thinks just like I do:
Well-meaning friends have encouraged me to strike while the iron is hot, to not be gone too long so that people forget about the Long Winters in their rush to buy the hot new releases, but I feel no panic. First off: to hell with everyone. Secondly: go ahead and buy the hot new releases, we’ll all be dead in seventy years no matter what you do. And C: whither thou goest, go thither, or whatever.
Note: there is no three!