Hail, Hail, Rock'n'Roll

What the hell is this?

I watched one of my friends fall for the Hold Steady recently. It was as if his heart just gave way and he tumbled, without grace or finesse, but with delight. I knew he'd got it bad because he'd email me their lyrics and sing their riffs as we walked to lunch. "I guess you're old enough to know," he wrote one afternoon, quoting his new love apropos of very little, "certain songs they get scratched into our souls."

It just goes on and on like that. I couldn't stop reading. It had to have content somewhere, didn't it? Perhaps a bit of entertainment value in its style? Alas, it left me flat and empty. Like that girl you didn't really want to go out with and you really weren't all that keen on fucking but you went out with her and you fucked her and she is spooned up behind you with her arm around you and all you really want is to get up and go to the waffle house for some pancakes.