A great band with exceptionally unimaginative haircuts. They're still tops in my book, though. Loved WSTFD.

Um, how about Elvis Costello? Started life as a music critic and eventually got around to making some of his own.

Peter Greenaway FTW. As much for the cannibalism as that horrific naked scene in the back of the butcher's truck.

Someone should make Sean Lennon just use "Ono" as his surname. He and Yuka Honda were an item for a long time—she could have become "Yuka Ono."

I love Sci-fi Wasabi—both the song and the food.

Word. Lion and the Cobra was a far better, more cohesive album. It had deep cuts.

This is an awful song. Though not as awful as anything the Peppers have done in the last 10 years.

xo + e = <yawn>

What's funny to me is how much Jay was the assured, dominant voice in UT—but as soon as they broke up, it became apparent how influential Tweedy was, how necessary he was to Jay's music. Farrar has made some great records, but nothing that matches his work in UT. Tweedy on the other hand …

My god is the advertisers.

My god! It's full of (C-list) stars!

The lesson here is that plagiarism is okay if you have big tits and and unmerited fame.

This show is the White Castle of comedy. I feel gratified but queasy and guilty after consuming it.

They should cast Holland Taylor as a tribute to the usually tardy Holland Taylor

Lee Merriwether as Miss Kitka/Catwoman or GTFO

My favorite use of that $5 milkshake motif is when Mia ODs on Vincent's stash—and that expensive milkshake returns, burbling out of her semi-comatose mouth

One of my favorite Mann movies, alongside Manhunter. Man. This is turning into quite a masculine post. Go macho.

This film is based on a discarded subplot from Django Unchained: an underground sport dubbed "Womandingo Fighting."

I love Uncle Tupelo. Even if he molested me as a child.

This isn't film criticism. It's performance art. We are merely Armond's unwilling canvas.