I’ll Cut You, Meng!

After this column hit the streets, an irate (and, I assume, ironic) message was left on my voicemail by a fan, friend and/or defender of the band Baby Birds Don’t Drink, who got lightly drubbed in the article. Using technology that called for fuel made from geraniums and required 10 IT guys flown in from Pakistan, we were able to capture the hysterical message in mp3 form for your enjoyment.