Preach it, dude. Again, @MisterPemberton:disqus up above gets off a far better burn on this kind of music without resorting to boring "mom" shit.

"We're talking the literal musician from hell!"
"You mean Orpheus?"

Presidents of the USA proves the Spinal Tap line of there being a fine line between clever and stupid. Peaches straddles that line and is a lot of fun, Lump leaps over the line into stupid territory and never looks back.

@avclub-4c56756898d633b36107f305da70351d:disqus I have to consciously tell myself not to speed during Thunderkiss '65, I'm half convinced that's why Zombie put the sirens in during the break, as a warning. White Zombie rules.

If this screenplay is correct, Dan In Real Life 2 is just another part of Entourage, a la Tommy Westphal's snow globe containing all TV. How ironic! Dan's "Real Life" being yet more artifice overseen by a Wahlberg!

Damn, why is your robot such a racist.

The only knowledge of Entourage I have is ten minutes of watching an episode (Vondas the Greek was there!) and these Newswires. I still feel like I know the show intimately now.

Based on the screengrab, 1987 Donald Pleasance was only a few weeks of beard growth away from playing 2013 Kerry King.

OK, this right here^? This is the kind of detail you should be using when slagging shit as "mom rock" or "dad rock" or whatever. Those are lazy and stupid, I can hear the milk ads and smell the gas with @MisterPemberton:disqus 's comparison.

I found that album for 99 cents in a Canadian used record store. And then I drunkenly lost it several years later, I'm still mad. The AV Club's designation of Least Essential Album of the 90s is too kind.

Yeah, Devine got into the details on this. Nicely done.

Breakfast at Tiffany's is in some ways the first Hatesong I heard. It was big when I was in middle school and listening to the radio fairly uncritically, there were songs I didn't like but any whitebread guitar stuff was A-OK by me. I was in Boy Scouts at the time and at one gathering talk turned to music, and…

Is that … a real thing? As in a photoshoot, not something cobbled together by internet people? If so, I guess that makes them the musical equivalent of Derek Zoolander and friends.

Here's the next best thing, Peter Laughner's review of Coney Island Baby: "This album made me so morose and depressed when I got the advance copy that I stayed drunk for three days. I didn't go to work. I had a horrible physical fight with my wife over a stupid bottle of 10 mg. Valiums. (She threw an ashtray, a brick,…

Going by the photo, clearly not — the leather only covers his arms and shoulders as opposed to his entire torso and roughly 70 percent of his head.

I was rereading My Side Of The Mountain recently for the heck of it and reading it with Ron Swanson's voice as the narrator is pretty amusing.

What ever Kruk's legion of sins as an announcer, I will always love his immortal response to some woman who criticized his appearance and how an "athlete" could look so poorly: "Lady, I'm not an athlete, I'm a baseball player."

"because no one likes primetime baseball more than teenage girls"

Shit, that would be a great movie, Affleck or no. (And I think he's an excellent comedic actor, so that could work with a Zevon story).

There is! Dorchester and further south into Quincy have large Cape Verdean communities! Although these are theoretical at best, as movies about Boston are quite clear that the city contains only white people, generally of Irish descent.