It's America day(!) and here I sit, on the porch, dreaming up different uses for red, white, and blue. I think I have seeing the cover to the Dandy Warhols' album Thirteen Tales from Urban Bohemia (pictured) at an impressionable age to thank for my enduring love for Americana. Before that (not to mention the album itself), I was just a 14 year old kid who thought he discovered Nirvana (by himself and ten years too late). Aesthetically speaking, I am patriotic af. On the other side of the window from Captain America's shield, I've hung a giant American flag for the last few years, which has admittedly started to feel a little weird, given the current state of things.