Sorry, being young, naive and juvenile does equate to stupidity. Me and my friends simply weren't in the habit of snapping polaroids while doing bong rips.

Speaking as someone who fits the demographic you described (well, almost since I'm only 39) I can whole heartedly attest that yes, Sebadoh did mean something to me and my friends in the early 90s. I fondly recall countless hours listening to Bubble and Scrape, III, Sentridoh's Losing Losers compilation, and later Folk…

I though that was a reference to the Chicago indie scene of the late 80s/early 90s.

That was a ploy I used in college. I remember getting drunk on High Life tall boys while watching Hard Boiled.

Aside from the gimmickry and gadgetry that made them famous, Devo was a straight up rock band and Alan Myers was crucial to their sound. Now if you will excuse me, Mongoloid needs queuing on my turntable.

You mean the Italian villa he owns where he is rumored to be seen running around naked on Lake Homo?

Piggly Wiggly?

You have splendid taste.

You have splendid taste.

Are you having your period?

Just like the one in Woody Allen's Love and Death?

You have splendid taste.

Back and to the left, back and to the left, back and to the left…….

'Round these parts we call it a sperm dumpster.

I though it was about screen writers' aggression.

Corn pone

Fat back

I said dis-colored. No go on and fetch me a yonder pale, boy.

She took the Chris Elliot approach a la Cabin Boy and greased herself with a good dose of Wesson before sitting in the sun all afternoon. Only she wasn't stranded in the middle of the ocean on a raft.

Would you have preferred Deen to be covered in mayo?