iPissed

Dear Grandaddy,

I know you're technically broken up and your frontman is a meth head or whatever and you guys live in shitty, shitty Modesto. But when you end a song with 5 minutes of crickets chirping and I have to finally displace my fat purring cat from my lap just to get up and forward to the next song because I'm about to have a brain aneurysm, you get deleted from my iPod forever.

Let this stand as a warning to all bands who put nonsense tracks on their albums. Yes, Tool, Pearl Jam, Beck, all of rap. I'm talking to you. It's not cute. Stop it.

Love,

Stee

ps: Stop laughing "Fitter Happier." Your ass is next.