Ides of March

On this day a long ass time ago, a guy wrapped in a sheet was stabbed over and over again by a bunch of other guys wearing sheets until he was dead.

Why was he stabbed?  Was it because he was the first of many many people to make France look like a bunch of snail-eating pansies?  Was it because he nailed Cleopatra?  Was it because everyone had to do what he said?

I don't know; I never made it all the way through that play.  I mean, Shakespeare, right?  Talk talk talk talk talk.

But I do know once thing, and it's this: The Ides of March presents Vehicle.



Nothing like a song about a stranger luring people into his car with candy to get you ready for the day.