Traff!c may be the worst power pop band in the Ukraine. They may also be the best. Whichever the superlative, they seem like a good time in the land of low fertility rates and beet borscht.

Still makes my heart stab itself lightly in the leg when I think about how bad Saturday Night Live is every week. But at least there’s a generic drug store brand compression bandage: The Lonely Island.

Typical story. Boy meets board, boy falls for board, boy changes clothes a dozen times behind board, boy wears chicken mask.

Whether it’s OSB with a veneer, COMPREG, MDF, laminate particleboard or — ooh la la — actual hardwood, Evan Voytas is giving us on of our generation’s great love stories.

Evan Voytas – I Run With You, Spirit Animal

Watching Manchester Orchestra on Jimmy Kimmel reminded me that Means Everything to Nothing has about seven legitimate singles on it. Such a good album.

Manchester Orchestra – I’ve Got Friends

Ah yes, a performance-based video in a small venue with insane amounts of stage diving, crowd surfing and crowd walking — not to mention a fat dude being completely dropped as soon as he leaves launches himself in the air. Every Time I Die, thank you for magically transporting me back to 2001.

This White Hinterland video is very reminiscent of this clip from the Star Wars cartoon where Anakin Skywalker goes to some snow planet and hallucinates, seeing his future. Except that didn’t make me fall asleep halfway through.

Ted Leo turns a great episode of Late Night With Jimmy Fallon into a phenomenal one.

Ted Leo and the Pharmacists – The Mighty Sparrow

Hmm, when Morrissey says “in the ghetto,” it shows a black dude. Tsk tsk tsk, Mozzer.

It’s weird that The Drums are playing music like it’s 1981, but dressed like it’s 2001. They’re showing more ankle than a Victorian burlesque show.

The Drums – Let’s Go Surfing

All that razzmatazz, and the machine doesn’t even light a candle or make toast. Might as well just spit on Rube Goldberg’s grave, OK Go.