No more rock 'n' roll fun

Here I am, ready to start my day with a new cup of caffeine in front of me, and I read that Sleater-Kinney - a band Pitchfork's Amy Phillips today reasonably calls "America's greatest rock band" - are breaking up. How can I possibly do my job today?
I got into Sleater-Kinney pretty late in the game, around the time All Hands On the Bad One came out. Though that record isn't their best, it's damn good, from the unrelenting drive of "Ironclad" to the pure pop angst of "You're No Rock 'n' Roll Fun." A great introduction to an amazing band.
Then there's this one, from their final record, 2005's The Woods:
I think what I like about Sleater-Kinney is what everyone likes about Sleater-Kinney: the energy. Where does it all come from?! Then again, there are slower songs like "Modern Girl," which are just beautifully played, written and arranged, and it makes me glad I was around when they were.
But I never had the chance to see them live, and it looks like I never will. So if you have tickets for their last spate of shows (including Lollapalooza in August), you better know how lucky you are.
If you're among the uninitiated, buy 'em all, you won't be sorry.
Thanks, Carrie, Corin, and Janet, and good luck with future endeavors.