Nice roll call of so many great albums by excellent bands. But there's one reeking turd you mentioned that has no place in that pantheon:

Gary Gilmore.

See the documentary "Everyday Sunshine: The Story of Fishbone" (2010). It is excellent.

Scott Baio was STONED when he almost killed his little brother with a rowboat oar. No joke.

I'm snapping up "500 Alt-country Doucherockets" for a band name right now. We'll shorten it to Doucherockets after our original guitarist ODs on OXY and SoCo.

Nahhh—he's just the bland comedy Beelzebub. Probation would be sufficient punishment.

No Country for Old Quaids
"I didn't sleep a wink last night," she says later. She was studying Canadian immigration law and watching the crack under the door for feet.

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^^^ Agreed. Saw that tour at Red Rocks. MM and De La Soul were great. Flaming Lips would have been, but thrice in as many songs their antique fog machine shorted the stage power, and they had to bow out. Disappointing. It was their first time playing RR, and Coyne was practically in tears. Skeedaddled after the…

The Cars. Or Zeppelin, but only if Bonzo was supershitfaced.

^ yes. it's a hilarious 15 min. short about two guys shrooming at Cirque de Soliel in Las Vegas.

"First Snow" (the "Bon Hiver" ep.) from season 5.

Thereby opening the door for Percival Dunwoody to make a temporal mess of things.

Anal expression is the opposite of anal retention.

Mayberry S&M. Opie gone bad…real bad.

out of the blue and into the black

ahhhh. Holly Golightly—he one who sings some on White Stripes' "Elephant."

All things are looking good from where I sit
Or in the United States of who gives a shit
Sucking love from wherever I can
Cashing Satan's checks with my dick in my hand

Journey's first 3 albums (pre-Steve Perry) are fantastic, provided you enjoy prog. Greg Rollie & Neil Schon were finding their own musical voice after years on the Road w/ Carlos Santana.

The Flies on My Eyes