That's certainly something to ask the robot butler salesman. How much extra for the non-face-eating ones?

Eh, by then we'll all have robot butlers. Sad, lonely robot butlers futilely keeping the house clean and smelling fresh as we rot away in a bed.

Temper Trap are simultaneously embarrassingly bad and kind of catchy. So when they show up on a Pandora station I sort of sheepishly listen to the song then give it a thumbs down after it's done.

The pissed fisting business leaves leaves a messy mistress, I guess.

Inexplicably, this made me lol.

Jerusalem is terrible. No nuance, nothing particularly catchy. Just facile and pandering. I'm afraid Steve Earl's soul died.

Getting. This is why you shouldn't comment from your phone.

Good call. Also the rare case of a guy making better music after betting clean.

No, he's right. We need someone better than us to tell us what to say, think, and want.

Domes

I donno. People in Boston seem like they get laid a lot, and they're huge assholes. People in Missouri don't seem to be nearly so into all that pre-marital coitus, but they're ceaselessly nice.

Kinda like how, in the NCAA tournament, we only call a team a Cinderella team if they didn't play basketball before March.

Thanks for the review. Unfortunately, it's what I was expecting.

The sun is hot. The sun is not a place that we could live.

Everybody wants prosthetic foreheads on their real heads.

Copperhead Road. I don't know how this is debatable.

Though I do have to disagree. I think Together at the Bluebird Cafe is one of my favorite live albums, along with Live at the Old Quarter. Yeah, Townes is off his game. But it's a really intimate record, and the camaraderie between those three is touching. I'd say it's not a great introduction to Guy Clark, but it…

Keef's list is respectable. I'd bump Dublin Blues up to number one. Though, Desperadoes Waiting for a Train is essential.

Conceded, 10 years.

Also, he's fat.