Teenage Dirtbag? Pssshaw
3 or 4 years ago I was working at a local record store in Gainesville. My somewhat monotonous duties entailed cataloguing over 140,000 cds and making sure that bums didn’t steal Jimmy Buffet vinyl. It was a hard knock life indeed.
So one day I was working in the back room when I overheard an inquisitive young man asking about a local venue called Common Grounds. I knew the venue well, so I stepped out of my dark, dank, dust filled lair and asked what he wanted to know. The conversation went as follows…
Guy: So, what is Common Grounds like?
Me: Well, it’s your typical college venue. Skimpy on the AC but enjoyable.
Guy: Any good shows coming up?
Me: Well, I think Wheatus is playing there tonight. They had that really shitty “Teenage Dirtbag” song a couple of years ago.
Bass Player for Wheatus: I’m the bass player for Wheatus. I wrote that song.
(Shotgun blast reverberates about the record store. I lie dead of embarrasment).
