October 5, 2011
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The Ataris - In This Diary, So Long, Astoria (2003)
The Ataris were the band that wanted to hang out with you and listen to the Descendents. They wanted to watch My So-Called Life and talk about how Clerks totally changed the game for independent film. They wanted to steal your parents’ flavored vodka, sit in the backseat of a car, and discuss Catcher in the Rye until you graduated high school and realized that book kind of sucks. The Ataris were a little like Holden Caulfield; angsty, occasionally distrustful, refusing to grow up, whiney, full of complaints but somehow cool because of cynicism and rebellion.
