#702: Fake friends, cloned voices and reckless scams
Plus a dispatch from the Death Cab/Postal Service tour, where most people nailed concert phone etiquette
Last weekend Jason and I trekked to Toronto for the Death Cab/Postal Service tour, a 32-city nostalgia trip for elder millennials who once crushed on Seth Cohen and burned mix CDs with titles taken from Bright Eyes songs.
No one in the half-filled, 20,000-seat stadium looked much younger than 30 or older than 48. To find the entrance to the Scotiabank A…
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