Clocks by Coldplay. That yodeling chorus is torture.

It ends with a long slow pan out where his big red clown shoes are revealed…….

The Dead. Magnificent—thanks for the reminder, just reread it. That scene at the end where the husband's head is full of fond memories of married life as he is hoping to get lucky at the end of a long evening out, only to have it revealed to him how comprehensively he has misread her mood and…

Are you Jim Anchower?

Diana Ross is not an unfavourable comparison. At least she's not Britney Spears.

Anger? Really?

Why do you aggress me!?

Nice article. While I don't listen to her music I have a 12 year old daughter who does and I can certainly think of worse role models for her.

I read it very quickly many years ago and found it funny and accessible. Lots of other people did as well, which is why it was a massive bestseller. Its certainly no Gravity's Rainbow.

I hope you told him about six minute abs.

Also Rocky.

Either Stanley Clark or Paul Stanley. or Paul McCartney. or something.

Also, lets not forget, as well as playing some nice textural stuff in later albums he came up with some killer riffs which drove key songs—Limelight, Freewill, Spirit of Radio, Tom Sawyer-YYZ, and he always had great tone and cool use of pedals ie the flanger in Spirit. I never thought of him as second best.

I think Subdivisions is a good choice. In those days, I believe he really laboured and obsessed over every part and fill in terms of how it fit into the song, which resulted in some very memorable drum contributions to songs ( to say the least). From what i understand now, he tries to be a little more fluid and less…

For a guy who is notoriously shy and reticent with fans, he is amazingly articulate and forthcoming with interviewers, as evidenced by this piece as well as his participation in the great Beyond the Lighted Stage.

I got into them with Boys and Girls in American. Subsequently listed to Separation Sunday and didnt like it as much.

I bought Heaven Tonight and Budokan when they came out. I saw them on the Dream Police tou (my first concert—whats that funny smell?)—-great show, but album was a disappointment.

deciphering those shouty English lyrics in the pre-internet era was like trying to read hieroglyphics pre-Rosetta stone. what were "council estates"? what did it mean to be "not eating your tea"? what was a "Fruit machine"? "dashed against the co-op?" "wormwood scrubs?" (ok, my dad told me it was a prison). where…

I"m thinking Something About Mary was their best movie.

For me, The Jam. Bought every album and 12" I could find, and any magazine with info on them (not much, in those days, in Ontario—certainly nothing in Cream or Rolling Stone). Saw them live on the Gift tour.