Speaking of Carroll getting the treatment he deserves, does anyone remember the pornographic animated version on Alice in Wonderland from, like the late 70s or early 80s? They should re-release that.

No wonder you are so clueless. You're just a kid!

That trailer looked pretty cool to me. Maybe a two- or three-drink movie.

No porking, duh.

I was going to add something about priests taking children into a priory for special Catholic treatment, but I see that a priory is a "religious house under a prior or prioress" and that a prior is a superior rank next to the abbot of a monastery.

"No man but God is the real Thriller." Truer chunks were never puked.

Sadistic satire. That's awesome. You know, those Romans had it exactly right until fucking Constantine came around. Bastard has a lot to answer for.

That story reminded me of my own childhood. Except that it was my dad asking the questions. And it was a hammer, instead of a bucket of grass.

If I am familiar with a band live, I usually like them better live. A live performance is more, um, "alive," as in, I enjoy feeling the energy among the performers and between performers and audience. With a lot of exceptions, the recording process can really drain the energy from music. There are more bands than I…

I read part of that interview from Andrew Tijs and it contains just exactly the kind of stupid fucking questions that make music interviews so fucking irritating most of the time. "Do you Google serial killers and then write your songs from that?" "Do you write your songs in the studio?" Jesus. Why don't you ask him…

I thought when first reading this that the "wheelchair-bound moppet seemingly plunged to his death" into "the bargain-basement production values." Like he fell down the stairs into a low-budget sound studio in the basement of his mom's house. Which I guess he did, in a way.

That sounds a lot better than the '86 show at the Metrodome. Fucking security guards were macing people and dragging them away the whole fucking time. You know a Dead show sucks when the air smells like tear gas instead of weed.

Like a toothache.

I would like to see Santa Claus on an episode of Super Hot Bath.

I mean 1 am to 6am.

I was wondering that myself. Slayer gets on the radio in my town on the little independent radio show (Root of All Evil) between 12-3 am Sundays. I doubt they pay attention to what is the single.

In 1986, I saw Petty and the Heartbreakers during the "Dylan and the Dead" tour that year. The Dead sounded like shit, partly because of a shitty sound system in the Hubert H. Humphrey Metrodome. Dylan was using the Heartbreakers as his backup band, but the Dylan stuff didn't come through too well either, which might…

Simmons looks so YOUNG in that photo. A young asshole, sure, but at least not the bloated, reptilian used car salesman that he is today. He looks pissed off that someone is backstage, encroaching on the magic. A look that all but screams, "Don't clomp your last-year's Prada at me, honey." Petulantly effeminate, in…

Good interview. Thanks for including so much stuff about one of the greatest fucking bands. Really, if you like rock, why not make it Slayer? They have distilled the art to its purest form.

I will miss Tom's enigmatic avatar.