Can I have your locker after you get banned?
Can I have your locker after you get banned?
Is dat water? Nee, het is gin.
Maybe it's true that Kid Rock fans tend to like Zeppelin, but that doesn't mean that Zeppelin fans tend to like Kid Rock. I know a hundred people who like Zeppelin (across a few generations), and zero who like Kid Rock. Anecdotal evidence, I know, but so is the dive bar thing.
I fall into the same sort of rage when I hear the line in "My House" by Lou Reed:
"Anti-intellectual" gnaws at my craw more than "pretentious." In context, it's usually used as a weapon vs. the charge that an intellectual's high-falutin' verbiage is overblown and meaningless. Very often, that charge is justified.
As far as "pretentious as a fan" goes: maybe you start listening to a band because the cool kids are into it, or because some critic told you that it's good…but sooner or later, you'll probably like the band just as much as the "genuine" fans. Or else, you'll discover that you hate this music, and you won't waste…
You should watch that BBC doc about prog rock: one after another, the artists accuse themselves of being way too pretentious, and seem pretty embarrassed about the whole prog rock era. "Maybe that 20-minute organ solo was a bit much…"
I run into those comments on youtube all the time:"This is real punk, not shit like (fill in the blank)!" Always puzzling, as it seems like there's a whole generation of kids whose identities revolve around waging a holy war against a band that I've barely heard of. They haven't yet grasped that if you don't like…
You seem to be annoyed at a group of people that might not actually exist (Doors haters who trick people into believing that they respect the Doors), for stuff they haven't actually said yet.
Nardwuar would be the perfect interrogator at Guantanamo Bay.
for $10,500 I want my own dwarf
AUTOMAN
I've tried writing about music, and it's really
fucking hard to avoid the cliches. Just as it's hard to describe
chocolate ice cream, without calling it…um, chocolaty.
I'm ambivalent about Please Kill Me. On the one hand, I like reading depraved drug stories involving Iggy and Cheetah Chrome as much as the next guy. On the other hand, it focuses on the scene, and has very little to say about the actual music. (Hence, the coverage of lots of Andy Warhol groupies and people like…
When they banned Terence Mallick, I did not speak up, because I was not a Terence Mallick fan…
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@avclub-5d213468da8857324393c707fb3f6f67:disqus you reminded me: The Great Escape, and The Dirty Dozen should be on my list of films I've loved the longest. They were also in that small box of VHS tapes that I watched over and over again in middle/high school.
The first Terminator is definitely better, no contest. Speaking of "films you've loved the longest," I wrote a review of this film for the school newspaper in sixth grade, and praised it with every positive adjective I could think of.
After listening to Monday's WTF, my dream date is to go on an "LA murder bus tour" with Gillian Jacobs.
Most of my choices have already been discussed (Star Wars, Wizard of Oz, Lawrence of Arabia, Terminator, Wrath of Khan, Holy Grail), but how about some love for The Ten Commandments? My love for epics (and old movies in general) comes from watching that film a hundred times as a kid.