Oh, man. After stumbling across Breakfast at Sulimay's recently, I think I just need to quit this reviewing racket; after all, there's no way I could ever possibly top these people, reviewing-wise, so why bother?
I can't tell if Ann is serious or taking the piss with the whole thing -- she likes Young Jeezy? Seriously? -- Bill reminds me of a less-grouchy version of my Irish grandpa, and Joe barely seems conscious about half the time. And yet, they're actually listening and giving a measured, thought-out opinion, which is more than, say, my dad would do. Does their take on Andrew Bird, for example, fly? Yep -- I like the guy, but it is pretty easy-listening, and Joe's digression about a past "whistler" he didn't get into is great.
This is a truly awesome idea, y'all: stick headphones on a crew of septuagenarians in a diner in Philly, force them to listen to snippets of some of the hippest, trendiest music around, and then film 'em. I'm jealous I didn't come up with it myself, I swear, not to mention full of admiration for these folks. Holy crap.
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