I love Peter Bjorn and John. I enjoy them so much that if I had triplets right now I'd seriously consider naming them Peter, Bjorn, and John because I like the ring of it that much. It's sort of like Peter Paul and Mary minus the whole Puff the Magic Dragon thing, which is kind of creepy, frankly, I don't care how much you loved that imaginary dragon when you were five. I'm also not sure why the idea of triplets popped into my head right now. It's probably because I had another dream that I was pregnant last night, which seems to be happening in alarming frequency now that the wedding is coming up. The worst part is in my dreams, I never realize I'm pregnant until I'm walking down the aisle or getting ready to put on my wedding dress and all of a sudden I look down and I've got this huge basketball-sized stomach and I'm all, "holy shit I'm pregnant." And everyone else is like "how the hell did THAT happen?" as if they don't know about the whole P in V thing, and I kind of just shrug because now is not the time for biology class. And then I panic because first of all, my dress does NOT work with pregnant belly, and two, I have been drinking a lot over the past nine months and now this baby is definitely going to have some problems and it's all my fault.
ANYWAY. A lot of people nodded their heads in approval when "Young Folks" hit the popular music scene a couple of years ago, but Peter Bjorn and John have been releasing a relatively steady stream of albums that proves that they are, in fact, fecking awesome. And perhaps best of all? They seem like damn funny guys.
HOLY SHIT, YA'LL IT'S A TWO-FER. LET'S GO CRAZY, SHALL WE?