Go read this. It’s the great Jesse Jarnow on Phosh and how they taught the world to noodle dance, and pay extra for camping. It’s from Pitchfork‘s quarterly (Biennial? Bi-annual? Buy anal?) collection of their fanciest writing, and FoTotD Jesse is included; congrats to him.
If you like that, then go buy his book Heads: A Phrase After The Colon at Amazon. I promise that neither the hardcover nor softcover versions of the tome contain typesetting like this:
You can’t make it out, but the sentence starting at Mike Gordon’s head calls me a genius. True story.