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Crusader for Moorish Dignity
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Hmm, anyone else think that Jeanine was the most over-praised dancer of the night? I honestly thought Paris was the better of the two "contemporary girl takes on hip-hop" performers. It's not her fault Tony was a black hole of suck—fer God's sake, she was better than he was—while Jeanine got the benefit of working

Just for the record, in case anyone comes back to this comment thread after the show resumes in the fall: I'm well aware of who Petra Haden is, I thought the Glee pilot was phenomenal, and hatin is a jackass who I would never be friends with in real life or online.

Kurt Dahle
Newman / Bejar / Case are all terrific in their own right, but a big chunk of the New Pornos' best songs ("Use It," ""The Bleeding Heart Show," "Electric Version," etc.) are driven by Dahle's drumming.

Gay tall kid
A. To be fair, even if Nigel didn't explicitly say "It's awesome your football-coachin' Dad is so cool with having a flaming homo for a son," he did take the time to lead everyone in a round of applause for Dad, which I think is a first. That was enough for me, at least. And hell, do we know for a fact

Thanks. And yeah, I can't decide if the series returning in some sort of post-Braff post-Chalke zombie form cheapens the impact of what was very obviously written as a series-ender or not … which is a big reason I hope you find the time to discuss it somewhere.

Question for Noel
I have no idea where to put this, so I'll just put it here: I guess it's too late for the write-up of the Scrubs finale that was hinted at in the write-up of the Scrubs premiere? I thought most of the episode was typical late-era "OK, not great" Scrubs, but that the final few minutes were about as

Need something lighter …
… after the first two entries. I would suggest, for the benefit of no one given how late I am:

Fer God's sake, can't we like BOTH Art Brut and the ren-faire crowd? Can't we be glad we've got great punk-as-fuck bands AND "White Winter Hymnal"? It's not just you, skypunch, but music discussions sound more and more like politics every day and it's sad.

You didn't eat that dove, did you?

Wait, wait, wait … _Fringe_ takes itself too seriously? The series with the pants-wetting mad scientist who calls his assistant Asteroid? The one with the dude who turns into a monstrous porcupine? Another dude who has his heart munched on by some heart-munching creepy-crawly with heart-munching teeth? The series

Why don't I just take a whiz in this $5,000 suit?!?

Newman's own lyrics
Most of the time I think Newman's lyrics are either brilliant, or at worst, beside the point—isn't part of of what makes "Letter from an Occupant" great the fact that the words "For the love of a God you say, not a letter from an occupant" are turned into the hookiest hook that ever hooked? That he

Wrath of Madeline Kahn
Is no one going to point out that for all of Zack's ALLEGED love of all things Trek, he's misspelled "Khan" TWICE? As in "not a typo, Zack really doesn't know how to spell Khan without looking it up"?

*holding ruined American flag*

I heard Rogen's man-boobs were way, way more terrifying in Frank Darabont's original sketches for this movie.

This show is on fire
I'll second the calls here and there for a better grade for this episode and, hell, for a greater appreciation for this Office season-to-date. Maybe not every episode has had its "transcendent" moment—though Dwight bidding 700 bucks and a penny to buy a hug from Phyllis at auction comes pretty

Sir Reginald Submits-Twice, the Double-Poster

Boxcar Aldous Huxley
Microfiche Roy, the Side-Scroller
Applebee O'Bennigan McFriday
Unbearably Oenophilic Ned
Thermos H. Christ

Boxcar Aldous Huxley
Microfiche Roy, the Side-Scroller
Applebee O'Bennigan McFriday
Unbearably Oenophilic Ned
Thermos H. Christ

Not in all cases, but having Pitchfork around to throw their 800-pound gorilla weight behind something that really deserves it can sometimes be a good thing. In the alternate universe where there's no difference between P4K, Popmatters, brooklynvegan, etc., even when they all line up behind Clap Your Hands Say Yeah