So wait, you’re telling me there’s a band that sounds like old Modest Mouse, Wolf Parade and Minus the Bear that made an album about a kid who swims across the Atlantic Ocean and meets a time-traveling airship pilot?
And for some reason, whenever I’m having a conversation with one of them, I revert back to Black slang from the 70s.
You know, Jive.
Example; one of my managers asked me how I was doing as I walked past his office to go to the kitchen. For some reason, my reaction was to point at him and say “what it is.” Now, I have pointed at people in jest before, but I can honestly say that I have never said the phrase “what it is” once before in my life.
It’s times like these that I’m really glad I’ve never been able to do the Rerun dance.