When I read the headline, I was really hoping it would be Kingdom. And I still kinda am — they never finished the series, that's how insane it was.
When I read the headline, I was really hoping it would be Kingdom. And I still kinda am — they never finished the series, that's how insane it was.
He did already say "Ya feel me?" So chances are good that we'll get other references later.
In another show, he would be called Chris Traeger.
I can't actually imagine ever wanting to share the news I'm reading with my IRL friends. When facebook started pulling that shit ("your brother just read this." "your friend from high school that you really don't care about just read this") on this site, CNN, etc., I began to read up on how to disable it. The stuff…
So, perversely, as a show moves closer to cancellation, and over-worked writers are looking for a reduction in their work-load, they might actually cheer on many of these cancellations.
Especially if the shows they are covering bore them to death, or just plain ol' suck.
Interesting work incentives, there.
I'm with you. I'll go so far to say that he probably needs pretty young things to take leads on his songs. The only ones of his I really like are when others (Zooey, Neko, etc.) are singing.
I can't remember when I saw my first R film necessarily, as I lived in a permissive household, led by an early adopting VHS father who let us watch pretty much every (non-violent, except for horror, for some odd reason) video he could get his hands on. (My pack-rat collecting nature comes from him.) Someone else…
This thread is as good a place as any to jump in, as I certainly can't really remember which R rated film I saw at home with my fairly lax parents. Dad, in particular, could care less about nudity in films, as far as his kids were concerned. (We lived in Germany at the time, anyway, and there were tits in the…
Me too. Though I'm going to attempt to rationalize my rage: why on Earth would I want to see a couple tour on their "honeymoon"? Even if there was a sex show, it would still be too cute and nauseating.
Gaiman, think without your cock for bit, please.
Happy to see this link up here. I opened up each one to make sure that no one forgot this awesome video. I love the unbridled enthusiasm of the kid on the fire escape in particular.
This is exactly what I thought of when I saw the image for the article "Hey, look, it's CAT FUD! Like for our groceries!" And my wife laughed politely at my pop-culture addled brain.
I was about ready to call you out . . . and futzed around for minutes trying to figure out this new, stupid, tiered comment system. Then I realized, no, wait, PO is right. Of all the drug use on the show, only twice was it accidental.
This comment was supposed to attached to Cap't Irascible's quote about the Chinese whore milking one of sorrow and loneliness: That line was an amazing time bomb. I heard it; thought it clever; and a minute later my brain went "Damn, that's some serious putdown."; I wonder how many more lines like that are in the…
I have used use lots digital music — usually VBR MP3's, with anywhere between 192 and 360 kpbs in quality, and I've played around with FLAAC, AAC, and other lossless versions. At least since 1996, anyway.
I have biked in traffic — and on bike lanes, etc. — with music in my ears since they made portable tape players — well over 20 years now. No accidents ever caused by not being able to hear things. (I've been doored or pinched a-plenty, though.)
Please be like Heima!
I'm giddy. Heima is absolutely one of my favorite concert docs — and mostly because of the varied ways the band interacts with the locals. (Plus the gorgeous scenery.) It really speaks to how the places and people in Iceland informed their music. (Favorite scene: the band singing with an…
I was wondering how she could have possibly earned enough money from her 15 minutes to go to a modern day college, but I think ya'll have hit the nail on the head with the schools she would be attending.
The shooting isn't quite enough for me — but when the music for "Somewhere" starts up shortly there-after, so do the tears. By the time they duet, I'm a-crying. Doesn't matter if it's a stage performance or the film — that song, in that context, is enough.
two related thoughts
1. This is one of those GtG that I had thought might not be necessary, but then I remembered my age, and how I grew up with R.E.M. (like many others who have already posted) and that's certainly not true of the AVC readership as a whole.
In hopes of steering people away from this . . .
I write months later from the review, after having given the album several chances. This shit is dull. No sign of creativity going on, other than, perhaps, trying to take a production technique and throttle the living crap out of what makes it interesting.