Isn't Bumbershoot In Like A Few Days (1)

Sometime in the nineties, somewhere in central Illinois, in a residence hall associated with an institute of higher learning Seattlest and a couple other guys would occasionally put up the bong and the Playstation controllers and dance our asses off to Heart of Glass. Yeah, it was as gay as it sounds. On the strength of these dorm room discos alone we often claim to have experimented in college. Blondie plays the Bumbershoot mainstage at 2:15 on Saturday, and we'll be there. Experimenting.