When I think of cake and music, I immediately conjure up an image from that disgusting pro-cannibalism Tom Petty video. His grill scares me in general, but the thought of him carving me up or, even worse, smearing parts of me in his newlywed bride’s face to the bemusement of some freeloader relatives that he would otherwise never see is pretty much too much for me to take. Confound you Thomas Earl Petty! He’s all, “Our hands are covered in cake, but I swear we didn’t have any.” That’s where Karp comes in to smash him like an aluminum can on the proverbial fratboy skull.
: The National - Geese :
: Karp - Get Your Hands Off My Cake :
