Now I have to buy the damn album.

They just played another Sleater-Kinney song, this time 'What's Mine is Yours', and again it had very distinct tones of Jefferson Airplane, only not, you know, so out of control. This is starting to get like when I had collected three songs from the Decemberists' new album and finally got it after feeling as if I had been left out on the biggest and most brilliant secret known to man. Which was, in fact, the case.