I shrugged emo style at the lineup for Boston's Download Festival when I first saw an ad for the show in the Phoenix: 311? G Love And Special Sauce? The freakin' Wailers? Kids-there are better things to be listening to when you're stoned. Like white noise. Granted, Boston favorites The Dropkick Murphys (IRISH WOOO) and indie / jammy friendly rappers Jurassic 5 are in tow, but 2 pounds of ribs mixed with 10 pounds of poo still smells like 12 pounds of poo.

I wasn't too upset about the lineup-Boston's got a lot of quality shows coming down the pipeline (Gnarls Barkley, that free Yeah Yeah Yeahs / TV On The Radio gig,Sonic Youth). But then Pitchfork had to go and tell me the West Coast Download fest lineup:Beck, The Shins, Yeah Yeah Yeahs, Muse, Wolfmother, Rogue Wave, Coheed & Cambria. The ass-to-awesome ratio has clearly been flipped when we hit the land of bad tans and broken dreams (and liking Coheed & Cambria as a guilty pleasure is way more respectable than jocking the Coca-Cola shilling frat-boy friend of Jack Johnson).

Boston has been snubbed, and we should be pissed. We need to show these West Coasters who the REAL indifferent hipster assholes are. For the rest of the summer, crank up your Art Brut with the windows down, scowl extra hard at Red Sox fans and tourists, and order your PBRs and Schlitzes as loudly and obnoxiously as possible.