So remember that time that one really awesome band you loved was going to play their album release show in their hometown, and you were like, "Oh shit, I motherfucking have to go to this motherfucking show, no matter what"? And then you were like, "Oh shit, that band is awesome and I love them, but this show is literally 1,000 miles away from where I currently live"? And then you were like, "Road trip!" And then you and two of your buds got in your car and drove 20 hours across this great windswept land of ours, and got to the city where the show was going down, and pulled up at the venue at 9 in the morning and sat down and waited outside all day? You did that once, right? Well then you are, after all, as awesome as these crazy kids, who've been sitting in line at Mercy Lounge for about five-and-a-half hours now in anticipation of seeing The Protomen bring Act II: The Father of Death to life. Bless their ever-living hearts. And you said kids today don't care about anything!