I took a buddy to see Andrew Bird at the Pageant in St. Louis, and he wasn't familiar with Bird's music, and we were drinking pretty heavily, and when Bird started whistling, my buddy started laughing, and it made me start laughing, and Bird got pissed off at us. It was awkward. Dude can write, though.
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