What you got back home, little sister, to play your fuzzy warbles on? I bet you got little save pitiful, portable picnic players. Come with uncle and hear all proper! Hear angel trumpets and devil trombones. You are invited.
I'd just like to point out that these Irish cockheads have the f*cking audacity to cancel their Bonnaroo appeareance like 24 hours in advance and leave everyone stuck with Jack "King of Naptime" Johnson, then don't even have the gumption to play a makeup show. Now I hope they all suffer brain hemhorrages.
It's funny you mention that, because I ended up taking a 1 1/2 hour nap during his set right in front of the sound tent. Whoops.