Alright, the moment is almost upon us. Well, upon me, actually. The moment when my adopted hometown is overrun by the craven, the venal, the self-important and self-entitled hordes demanding free drinks, free drugs and drowning out all nuanced musical performances with their hyena-like cackling. But enough about the Matador staff, there’s loads of other horrible people descending on Austin and they DESERVE to know exactly where and when Ceremony, Iceage, Steve Gunn and The New Pornographers are appearing. And as such, Robby has carefully amended a classic Mark Ohe Matador flyer (above) — he was under strict instructions to “appropriate that shit like Robin Thicke”, and we couldn’t be happier with the results. Short of the entire week being cancelled, that is. See you in the pit(s of hell).