Bjork.
Five-Genital Freddie.
You're fucking kidding me. No way anyone can actually believe something this tragically ludicrous. What kind of paint thinner did your parents huff when they conceived you? There are failed attempts at cloned lamb fetuses smarter than you. You deserved to be raped by a tuberculous gorgon for this pellet of cosmically profound dumbfuckery. I bet you have twenty uteruses and all of them barren. Clearly Five-Genital Freddie could only play at 5:40pm.
Beck.
Cannibal corpse
The Rolling Stones.
12/6: Japandroids/DIIV
1/10: Mister Lies/Matthewdavid