Did CMJ hit you as hard as it hit us? Did the constant barrage of free schwag, buzz bands and draft beer push you over the edge? Are you suffering from a case of the dreaded CMJitis? If you're unsure, check out our handy symptom guide.
You suddenly think Pabst Blue Ribbon tastes delicious.
You mistake Crystal Stilts for Crystal Castles and accuse both of ripping off the Galaga soundtrack.
You stop correcting your mother every time she asks how the "country music jams" are going.
You enjoy Cheeseburger for their musical prowess and insightful lyrics.
You plan a trip to check out Janelle Monae's paintings at MOMA.
You set Brooklyn Vegan as your homepage.
You are dragged outside by security after requesting pony rides from both Foals and An Horse.
You buy a label maker and charge your friends for badges to each room in your apartment, and then apologize profusely and tell them every thing's sold out.If you found yourself nodding in sympathy at three or more of these, looks like
you've got it bad. Take two aspirin,
listen to some John Tesh, find some friends to dump your free tote
bags on and call us in the morning.