2011 was a solid year around the globe, the Chicago Bulls became relevant again, I saw some good movies, and I continued to not die. So what could top off such a succesful year? That would be Vacation. The moment this album kick offs one would think that they had just died and reached Valhalla. Not so, I know it's easy to think so. But in reality you're just in your car, driving to your boring job. Yet this album makes everything better. Your boring job becomes less boring. Sure, I mean, it's still boring. But slightly less so. As the tracks roll on you've experienced a euphoria previously unknown. This is better than that time you got that Playstation 2 for Christmas, the first time a woman let you gaze upon her naked form, and the time you finally beat your father in a game of one-on-one; thus committing suburban patricide. This is Bomb the Music Industry's Vacation.
I would recommend this to a friend