Here at the Backbone Carbondale office, we have wooden floors that echo loudly. The very rare occasions that I wear heels to work, I tend to get embarrassed walking across the room and making so much noise. The same goes for stomping around in bike shoes with plastic cleats. When the hip-hop/unidentifiable ’80s bands/Blind Pilot isn’t playing, the place can feel very quiet.
While mining submissions for the New Belgium Clips of Faith Tour, I stumbled across this gem that made me laugh in light of my office footwear dilemmas.
I still don’t know what the title has to do with the film, so if you figure it out, please comment.