Had I mentioned The Weakerthans?

I mean, I don't think I've been this taken with a band since I fell into Elvis Costello. (Okay, maybe Dar Williams, maybe Aimee Mann.) But look at this -- haven't you lived this? It's from "Reconstruction Site":

And I'm broke, like a bad joke Somebody’s uncle told at a wedding reception in 1972 Where a little boy under a table with cake in his hair Stared at the grown-up feet as they danced and swayed And his father laughed and talked on the long ride home And his mother laughed and talked on the long ride home And he thought about how everyone dies someday And when tomorrow gets here, where will yesterday be And fell asleep in his brand new winter coat

Remember sleeping in your winter coat? How deliciously over-hot it was? Waking up dehydrated and dying for a Coke? Remember pretending to be asleep in the backseat, or maybe really being asleep but just awake enough to listen to what your parents were saying, awake enough to peer at the dashboard lights from time to time, to look out the window and squint at the streetlamps, squeezing your eyes to make the rays spread farther from the lamps?