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It's one of the most evocatively "summertime" songs I can think of, and more than that, I'd go so far as to say it's pretty much a perfect pop song as well. Even the album cut, which stretches over five minutes, fucking soars by and feels perfectly lean. Even though it stands out pretty starkly as the centrepiece of…

Oh, good pick. I'd go with "Lotion" myself, but singling out a bassline on Around The Fur is like trying to remember your favourite blowjob. Fantastic record.

"The Far Field" by Patrick Lane

If I were Louis, I'd always refer to my pubes as "Beachfront Orange County."

That's awful, man. Condolences.

Her Ass Is Parked (On My Phallus) 4 - Re-entering Isla Sorna

If this sounds a little impersonal, know that it's because of your moniker and not a lack of genuine sympathy:

If this sounds a little impersonal, know that it's because of your moniker and not a lack of genuine sympathy:

As I read the first half of your comment, @avclub-1b1f9a3e639ecc53f335314fc9d8403b:disqus , I thought "well, yes, because you're not a sociopa-" and then I read the end.

As I read the first half of your comment, @avclub-1b1f9a3e639ecc53f335314fc9d8403b:disqus , I thought "well, yes, because you're not a sociopa-" and then I read the end.

His MMA articles are his best work, I think. This one on Kazuyuki Fujita is my personal favourite.

His MMA articles are his best work, I think. This one on Kazuyuki Fujita is my personal favourite.

Though it certainly wasn't childhood reading for me, I found much of Gravity's Rainbow to be plainly terrifying. At most points in the novel, you're never too far from something hilarious, save for the Pökler/Weissman chapter near the middle, which lurches forward with this sickening paranoia and is noticeably longer…

Though it certainly wasn't childhood reading for me, I found much of Gravity's Rainbow to be plainly terrifying. At most points in the novel, you're never too far from something hilarious, save for the Pökler/Weissman chapter near the middle, which lurches forward with this sickening paranoia and is noticeably longer…

I wish that would happen, too. I thought Josh Brolin could pull off Glanton pretty well. PSH is an interesting choice for the Judge. I never would have pictured anyone but John Goodman having a real shot at it, physically. Maybe PSH's face superimposed onto Goodman's frame? With tiny hands? That's off-putting in…

I wish that would happen, too. I thought Josh Brolin could pull off Glanton pretty well. PSH is an interesting choice for the Judge. I never would have pictured anyone but John Goodman having a real shot at it, physically. Maybe PSH's face superimposed onto Goodman's frame? With tiny hands? That's off-putting in…

I don't know if it's a mercy or a cruelty that McCarthy manages to imbue the novel with such effortless beauty and tenderness as in the scene you're describing. The horror and the respite are all seamlessly wrought together in an insanely lifelike way throughout McCarthy's work. It's amazing. One passage that's…

I don't know if it's a mercy or a cruelty that McCarthy manages to imbue the novel with such effortless beauty and tenderness as in the scene you're describing. The horror and the respite are all seamlessly wrought together in an insanely lifelike way throughout McCarthy's work. It's amazing. One passage that's…

Oh, God. Glanton spat. The genesis of the violence itself is the most terrifying facet of the novel. It's not for money, nor borne of racism, nor even self-preservation. There are no diversions to palm it off on. No one really ever makes a serious excuse for it. It's just there.