Really? 'Cause *I* have a pretty darned big problem with anti-elitism, what with not being a fan of shitty movies. Or Sarah Palin.
Really? 'Cause *I* have a pretty darned big problem with anti-elitism, what with not being a fan of shitty movies. Or Sarah Palin.
Pretty sure this was the entire premise of Watchmen. Results: not pretty. Of course, I'm only referring to the book, not the horrible, shitty movie. The entire premise of the movie was DUR VIOLENCE IS TOTALLY FUCKING SWEET.
Good lord, what's with all the Lone Audience hate here? Are you people really DENYING that most high-profile movies these days are terrible dreck aimed at the lowest possible common denominator? This is why anti-elitism is way worse than regular elitism: with the latter, you actually have to KNOW something about…
Me too. I think the commenters here are feeling extra-free to be dickheads because they know nobody's reading them.
The best band in this category is Heaven 17. No arguments, please. You'll just make fools of yourselves.
True. Also, although it's sort of embarrassing to admit it, few things rock harder than "You Give Love a Bad Name."
It may not be about Superman per se as such, but XTC's "That's Really Super, Supergirl" is pretty okay.
The only essential volume of the blahdy blah series is YOU!
HA!
It's also funny to imagine you sitting there taking flippant internet comments VERY, VERY SERIOUSLY.
No—I'm sorry, but after review, it has been determined that you have terrible taste in music, a terrible sense of humor, and are very probably a terrible person. We recommend you try again in your next incarnation.
Seems like a pretty together guy.
That's all I got.
For some unknown reason, I read his memoir back in the day. It can't be emphasized enough: in addition to the Morrison-worship, he's also a vindictive asshole—he misses no opportunity to heap abuse on John Densmore for no clearly-articulated reason.
Because the Doors were big on this kind of dopey, hippie mysticism (as a semi-fan, I cannot help cringing whenever anyone describes Morrison as a "poet," which he only is in the loosest sense of the word), whereas the VU had the whole gritty realism thing going for them—which, of course, is also an act in its way, but…
I can mostly take or leave Morrison Hotel, but LA Woman is easily their finest moment.
"Meth Ghost Rae" sounds like the name of the creepiest "magical girl" anime EVER.
That's all I got.
Yeah, the actual CONTENT of beliefs is irrelevant, as long as you BELIEVE hard enough. That's also why we shouldn't make fun of teabaggers. They may be dumb, but boy oh boy do they ever have CONVICTIONS!
With your guns and drums and drums and guns, ha-roo, ha-roo
Whoa—someone here other than me is a Slim Cessna fan. Also, please keep in mind Munly's solo albums.
Apropos of very little, "Tanooki Suit Riot" may well be the best pseudonym ever.