Correction: That is the greatest performance in rock history.

I hated "Bargain" for years because I would hear that song on the radio, and couldn't separate it from the idea of a man telling me I can lease my car for 0% APR on the down payment or whatever it is they tell you.

KEITH PARTRIDGE?!

Not on NYC's chicken-shit rock station.

DAMN. STRAIGHT.

If there's anything that hinders The Who By Numbers,, it's that it's perhaps way more frank and honest than Pete Townshend ever let his songs be at that point. And while it marks a different ambition all together, it was a surprising draw back from the loud, blustery sound that they've built up for nearly a decade…

I wouldn't say the songs — because when the Stones slow it down for something like "Angie," or "You Can't Always Get What You Want," they suck the energy right out of the room. Instead, I think the Stones' energy comes from the fact that the band played as one cohesive unit of musicians who play to each other's…

That is the equivalent to the final scene in "Jungle Fever."

Here's the dirty shame no one wants to admit: The Who is way better than the Stones, because the Who had something the Rolling Stones never had, and that's artistic vision. The Stones survived by playing to the extreme basics of rock and roll, and rolled with the changes. It's the main reason why their output from the…

Troll comment is trolling, but fuck it, it's true. Ringo's underrated.

I could go on forever about the Who. They've eked out the Beatles as the band I loved most in college, and yeah, I'd get shit from friends for liking "dad-rock" for the sake of it being the classics. But god damn it, just listen to "Live at Leeds," and you recognize that there's no band right now playing with the same…

"Steve Martin" [GASP OF HOPE] "-o" [Awwwwww.]

Recipes include "The Last Temptation Fudge," and "Pineapple Upside Down Ass Bitch Cake."

Having grown up watching a ton of Looney Tunes, you just made me realize that the "ear trumpet" is a visual that's completely lost on the youth of today. And it's a damn shame, because it was always funny.

Grill Class, yo. Grill Class.

Well, we're still calling him "Turtle," so there's that.

Just you wait. Adrian Grenier is going to win a Super Bowl when he starts in Minnesota next year.

Yer tellin' me.

That's the part that baffles me — why the hell would you WANT to rejoin, let alone, imply that you are, indeed, subservient to McGrath's image, and merely ask for PERMISSION to rejoin?

When it does, it's going straight to the Discount Double-Bin.