The caption under the next to last photo should read "Our intrepid reporter begins to suspect that eating this will not be worth the $20 Phipps will pay him upon filing the story".

I'd go with the crab juice.

No apologies for bringing up RHP, that's a good example. That song wouldn't be nearly as good if it cut off after 4:30. The 2nd half of the song, how it keeps repeating and growing, adds to the emotional impact that the first half establishes. RHP/Sun Kil Moon are really good at that. "Evil", off the Bridge album,…

@Dr.Robuttnik :

ZMF is onto something. I think it's because they flaunt the fact that the bread has been replaced with meat that makes this seem like such an abomination. Not only do I think this would not be a big deal if it came with a fork, but if the whole thing came in a bun it would also be no big deal. Like a double bacon…

I think all their songs are as long as they need to be. I love "Sugarcube" but it really shouldn't be a ten minute song. Likewise, "Blue Line Swinger" and "The Ballad of Yo La Tango" need that time to build. "Night Falls Over Hoboken" needs all that time to establish the perfect mood to wind that album down to. And…

Shop smart . . . shop S-Mart!

. . . .as is "It's a trick. Get an axe".

Has anyone heard that album? Because an album by Andrew W.K. about giant fighting robots sounds pretty good, in theory.

ARMY OF DARKNESS!
Ok, let's begin:

"I can hear the heart beating as one" is a good mix of all the styles they've done in the past, present, and future. You'll like at least a few of the songs on there, if not eventually all of them. "I am not afraid of you and I will beat your ass" is another good mix, too.

@Jimmy:

Anti Pop has a new album coming out next month. You can download the first track for free here, and it's sick:

I'm pretty sure that was the original tag line for "The Soloist".

Or Tinkerbell just farted.

This vs. Cuban Linx II
Discuss.

. . . or "coming in the air tonight".

I think the killer is that sparkly cloud of pixie dust she's engulfed in, in that photo above.

. . .and now we know that's what he calls it.

that photo is amazing
"Do we still have that photo of Phil Collins pointing to his dick, and singing about it? WE DO? Blow it up and book it for Friday!"