Oh, yeah, and fuck Lester bangs and his contention that the best way to review music is by stringing together a bunch of alliterative nonsense words. Seriously, it's as painful to read as Stephen king's internal monologues or those video game reviews that dedicate a page to how good the game's textures look. Bullshit.

There are many editions of the rolling stone illustrated history of rock and roll. The 80s version had a whole chapter on Elvis Costello, which was dropped from subsequent editions (insert speculation here). The version I read cover to cover in junior high was publIshed in the mid 90s. It had 2 separate chapters on…

There are many editions of the rolling stone illustrated history of rock and roll. The 80s version had a whole chapter on Elvis Costello, which was dropped from subsequent editions (insert speculation here). The version I read cover to cover in junior high was publIshed in the mid 90s. It had 2 separate chapters on…

Maneki tips his/her hand big time using the word "appalled." Given the outsized emotional response suggested by that word, it seems allmost as though this person were stating a strong opinion and using the presumption of hipster contrarionism to support that opinion…

Maneki tips his/her hand big time using the word "appalled." Given the outsized emotional response suggested by that word, it seems allmost as though this person were stating a strong opinion and using the presumption of hipster contrarionism to support that opinion…

This comment board is FUN! Let's review: avenged sevenfold is either the best band ever or the worst. Their guitar solos are either sterile and samy or phenomenal. Their teenage fan base doesn't care for lady gaga, homoswexuals, spelling, grammar, or haters. Chester A Arthur is laying the smack down, and no one…

I don't see Reposted YouTube Commentor around, so here goes:

I don't see Reposted YouTube Commentor around, so here goes:

This post was a little too on-the-nose with its ironic evocation of washed up 90s rock acts. I realize that on-the-nose is one of Billy corgan's favorite forms of interaction (the other one being pretentious, incomprehensible nonsense), but it was too much for me.

This post was a little too on-the-nose with its ironic evocation of washed up 90s rock acts. I realize that on-the-nose is one of Billy corgan's favorite forms of interaction (the other one being pretentious, incomprehensible nonsense), but it was too much for me.

You seem to like this band. But would you steal ships for them?

You seem to like this band. But would you steal ships for them?

Sigh. I so rarely find myself saying this about pop culture that I truly feel embarrassed, but it's a tv show. It doesn't matter. The show will either work, or it won't. If it doesn't, I'll be sorry, because I enjoy community quite a bit. But that doesn't make it anything greater than a (really excellent) tv show.

Sigh. I so rarely find myself saying this about pop culture that I truly feel embarrassed, but it's a tv show. It doesn't matter. The show will either work, or it won't. If it doesn't, I'll be sorry, because I enjoy community quite a bit. But that doesn't make it anything greater than a (really excellent) tv show.

Maybe it's his endlessly enthusiastic delivery of, among other words, the word "parge."

Maybe it's his endlessly enthusiastic delivery of, among other words, the word "parge."

If you can't find metal stucco-lath… You can use carbon-fiber stucco-lath!

If you can't find metal stucco-lath… You can use carbon-fiber stucco-lath!

That idiot Tibor lost the key… But you can jimmy it with a credit card.

That idiot Tibor lost the key… But you can jimmy it with a credit card.