I know the fucking show, Walter, so what?

I think Things Fall Apart is far and away their best work as well, but I always thought Phrenology was underrated. I can't just comfortably jump into Phrenology at any point the way I can with Things or Illadelph, but the highlights are straight fire, i.e. "Thought @ Work" and "Rock You".

Seriously though, that sounds horrific. How long did it take to recover from that?

It's a good thing you were already in the shower, because metaphorical pants are terrible at containing a sudden shit.

Dead Skin Glove.

WELCOME THRILLHO

Glanton and the judge sought them out. A rude tent thrown up out of an old tarp. A sign that said: See Work It, coming 2011/2012. They passed behind a wagonsheet where within a crude cage of paloverde poles crouched a naked imbecile. The floor of the cage was littered with filth and trodden food and flies clambered…

Always a treat, Mr. Rushdie.

I really wish I'd have waited until I read the phrase "Young Garnier Fructis the pre-cum baby" before I'd already chosen a screen name.

Is that why you said, "climb the mountain of conflict"?

In what future historians will describe as "the high-water mark of Beck's cogency," the premiere will be broadcast live from a derelict shack in the alkali flats, and partner a found scorpion with a car battery.

I liked this anyway, but imagining that you were actually Jeff Tweedy just made my heart smile.

Pitchfork BNM'ed Pathetic Laundromat's EP last week.

"#Occupy? What the fuck is that?"
"He all pussy, Frank. Cold-cock him."

You don't know karate.

Yeah, that was excellent, Julie Delpys Lipstick. Very well said.

I was a little shocked that I had read as far down as your post, Lemon, without seeing that Skoey reference.

I was thinking of those lines from "A Little Rain" too, staircar.

Bone Machine.

I've never met anyone who agreed, but my favourite by a mile is Headfirst Straight to Hell. Also, if I remember correctly, Charlie Moniz (drummer) ended up playing bass for Avril Lavigne after that record.