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Again?

The only thing left is to truly hate hate and hating. 

Entwistle and Daltrey (who were standing behind Townshend during this exchange) added "are you, are you, are you?"

You'll want to reach out and grab it!

I always thought the synth-heavy arrangement was pretty clever and more than a little cynical.  It underscores the vapidity of the gal he's writing about.

"…it’s an indie movie from 1993, when they were all pretty much uneven and odd."

I love you for this.

'Sup, roundeye?

Does The Shins' "Phantom Limb" get an honorable mention?  I thought it was clever. 

It reminded me of the opening scene from Children of Men, but more hallucinatory.

I don't think moving toward disco in the '70s changed Barry Gibbs' outlook— there's a pretty strong current of desperation and melancholia in much of his lyrics regardless of the music.

I've been a bad, bad girl
I've been careless with a fashionable brand

I only just watched this for the first time.  It's kind of…neutered.  That first bit before she starts singing feels unfocused and like they're wasting time, then it goes into this ballad-y thing that doesn't mesh well with the outfits and PedoBears, followed by a midtempo Robin Thicke groove, then the rappy bit.  It…

Viggo's published several books of his photography.   He's quite good (as are Nimoy and Hopper). 

I imagine someone who this dentist bullied in dental school (maybe he got stuffed in a locker, or tripped on the football field in front of all the dental school cheerleaders) has gone evil and is planning his vengeance by cloning Mark David Chapman.

We're 13 years into the Willennium. 

And the way he brings the three vocal melodies together toward the end are goddamn beautiful, too.

FORD TO CITY: DROP DEAD

A Doctor Hu, if you will.