That's the breakfast of champions right there, I tell ya. Tomorrow we're cooking duck. If I could make funnel cakes on the grill I'd be the happiest man on earth. The Itals' sweet reggae harmonies got the day started right and I had to skip Animal Collective because there were WAAAAAY too many people -- I can't think of anything worse than thousands of Animal Collective fans freaking out in broad day light. Now it's time to steal a good spot for Santigold and start on our way towards drunken oblivion. Stay tuned.