Suits and (the) Sounds.

It's like I've been saying all along: Refrain from wearing suits, and bad things won't happen to you.

So be it. Know thyself; when you dispense with redundant fantasies of a GQ modeling gig, you’re free to use your entire brain, unbound by convention, custom and prejudice. It’s almost as liberating as Woodstock, and there are times when it still infuriates the unreconstructed Nixon generation.

The song is by the Sounds, a band from Sweden; the album is Weekend, released late last year, and currently in heavy rotation.