To those of you who are turning up right now to protest: I am sorry. This whole campaign against Peter Bjorn and John has pushed me to what I now realize is a total mental and emotional breakdown. I haven't eaten in forty-eight hours, and the friends I am staying with have basically asked me to get out. I simply can't carry this burden any longer. I have packed up my car and am leaving town.
I started this blog to take the fight to Peter Bjorn and John. Obviously I can't claim to have won that fight, but I hope that the fight will continue without me today. Maybe someone reading this right now will decide to make the fight their own. As for those of you who like Peter Bjorn and John, who are raising them up to some sort of demigod status even as we speak -- well, you can go ahead and pile on me if you like. Call me names. Gloat. I expect nothing less from you smug indie jackals. Mark my words, though: history will smile on our side, not yours. It's cold comfort, but it's all I've got right now.