Against the affidavits from my East Coast friends that I’d “love New York. It’s no bullshit, just like you. People in California get offended by you because they’re too sensitive…but you…you’d fit right in. Don’t you want to rekindle your Puerto Ricanness?” I have never been to New York. To

I hear you. You need music on Saturday afternoons. Otherwise your weekend would be a total bummer. You also can’t afford another cover charge because you’re broke and you need lunch money for when you go to that job that doesn’t pay you enough. Well never fear, Guided By Voices