Friggin’ fire alarm. Again. At least this time it was turned off sooner. It could be half as loud and it would still fulfill its purpose.
You know what else was loud, back in the day? H¸sker D¸.
Joan said something like, “I’ve been doing my homework. And I know that you guys don’t write the same angry songs you used to.” Bob Mould responded, “Yeah, well, we’re not seventeen anymore.”