But it gave Veruca Salt the title for an awesome album.

Yeah, this article reeks of hipster contrarianism. "Here's why something you think is awesome actually sucks" pieces are the nadir of pop-culture criticism.

I know Phil Rizzuto's a legend or whatever, but whenever I hear his name I think not about the Yankees or even this song, but of the crappy commercials he did in the '70s for a loan company called the Money Store.

Foley is a killer vocalist who deserved a bigger career. People scoff at me, but I put her performance on this song on par with Merry Clayton's on "Gimme Shelter".

Isn't a jumpsuit, strictly speaking, a one-piece garment? I'm not sure what term to use for those outfits, but I don't think "jumpsuit" is it.

OK, the Saxons may have used that term for their Celtic enemies (and, if my one semester of Old English serves, it was rendered "wealsc"), but since Welshness in the modern sense did not exist at the time, Briton seems more appropriate.

I was thinking in terms of ethnicity and language, not politics. But, while I'm not as well-read on the subject as I was 20 years ago, I believe there's scholarship suggesting that, regardless of whether Arthur actually existed, the British high kingship was a real office, so those fiefdoms may have been confederated…

Born at Tintagel, which is in Cornwall. But they were all just Britons in the 5th century.

Shimmer is a floor wax and a dessert topping!

See, I don't buy this lack of cookie discrimination. Maybe, I say maybe, if you've never seen an oatmeal raisin cookie in your life, you might think, "That chocolate chip cookie sure is weirdly wrinkly, but…fuck it, I'm goin' in." But if you're aware that oatmeal raisin cookies exist, how are you committing this error?

I'm enjoying the word "Limbaughian", but it's clear that the affixation of the adjectival -ian requires the final consonant cluster to be pronounced. Question is, do we go with a voiced velar stop, which is a standard English phoneme, or can we drag out a fricative instead? I vote the latter; if it was good enough for…

Eh. For pit-related songs, I'll stick with Mouse Rat.

I mentioned above that I had some qualms on my initial viewing, and the establishing shots were one of them. I definitely rolled my eyes and mentally accused the director of being pretentious. Then I realized how crucial they are to establishing not only a sense of place, but the different pace of life in the rural…

Who didn't?

Oh man, the fact that her beat-off material was a picture of her and her husband was so sweet and so sad.

Adams is so luminous it can be easy to overlook the other performances, but they're all excellent.

Richards dancing with stuffed crucified Jesus is one of the funniest things I've ever seen. That movie is hugely underrated.

I adore this movie. That scene in the church basement, with George singing and Madeleine's understanding of who her husband is visibly shifting as she watches, is one of my favorite cinematic moments of the decade. And you wouldn't think that a scene of someone trying, and failing, to record a TV show about meerkats…

You watch yourself, Drunk Dave. I am patiently awaiting the day when she realizes she's a lesbian and moves to Portland so we can fall in love and raise chickens together. Or whatever lesbians are supposed to do here; I'm still not clear on that.

Also, it's "Train in Vain", not "Stand By Me".