That drumbeat is a dead ringer for the Cure's Close to Me.
That drumbeat is a dead ringer for the Cure's Close to Me.
I googled it, read the entry on "know your meme" and still have no clue. I think it's a bit too meta and there are a few too many layers of irony for old codgers like us.
CDs are becoming obsolete. I have a dozen boxes full of them in my basement, replaced by Spotify. Yeah, CDS are more accessible than cassettes, but a cassette is more novel and cool as an artifact.
Oh man that Tumblr linked in the article where music writers describe the singer's "style" is fucking gold.
I mentioned in a comment above that for bands cassettes are way more affordable than vinyl to make. With digital media being the vast majority of how people listen to music, cassettes are like novelty items. A fan might buy one at a show and never play it, but if it comes with a download card then it all make sense.…
I own a Hi-Fi with a dual cassette deck and occasionally buy and play them. My band made a cassette. I think they're legitimately cool. Plus Vinyl is really expensive to press, it's like $1500 for 300 copies, whereas cassettes are more like $400. CDs are pointless and maybe cassettes are too, but as far as physical…
I guess you can interpret this as sadness and desperation, but all I hear is ironic detachment, irreverence and silliness. I mean, come on, the autotune and phone bleeps are awesome and I dig this cover, but it's definitely not emotional to me in any way.
Am I mistaken or is/was Howerton in consideration for an Indiana Jones reboot?
Seems like some people in Hollywood are trying to make this guy a movie star. I'm all for it but it'd be kind of weird after so much subversive stuff on Sunny.
lettuce all rejoice in this great news.
dontcha mean dill with these buns?
I know Mindy has a super annoying, rapping younger brother on the Mindy Project, but how awesome would it be if Aziz and Mindy were TV siblings and their respective shows existed in the same universe. Think of the crossover potential!
I think he's doing a bit and intentionally fucking with the format (and us) here.
Reminds me of that Crispin Glover film where he cast a bunch of mentally disabled people. There's one scene with a bunch of nude women wearing monkey masks in some sort of underground cave. One of them is giving a mentally disabled man a handjob in a giant clamshell. He's not aroused. It was really disturbing.
"Where do I sign up?" - every AV Club commentor.
Zombie Kurt Cobain apologizes for Nickelback.
If it's any condolences, I can't grow a decent beard (probably due to my crippling lack of testosterone). It's gray and patchy and I stopped trying years ago. I have a full head of hair and no gray up there yet, so I feel like that's a fair trade.
"I like the cut of your beard, I mean jib."
Yes. It is reasonable for a man to take a woman's last name but it is also highly unusual. I'm all for it actually, I just thought the indignation of the author was misplaced and couples who chose to keep the man's name aren't inherently anti-feminist or pro-patriarchy.
There was a Jezebel article that surveyed guys about whether they'd be cool taking their spouses last name. Now, I am a feminist, but the fact that the writer was dismayed that many of them weren't cool with this made my eyes roll.
Screw anyone who thinks they're so fucking cool that they only follow the required one other twitter account. Prime example (but an old one): the Vivian Girls only followed Jay Reatard, a fucking dead guy. I was like, nuh uh!