Phreeze Plenty of Ice

Ten times probably would've done it. The fact that it was only nine times tells me this was really just a cry for help.

OH MY GOD ARE WE STILL TALKING ABOUT THIS SHIT FUCK HATERS

Cash & Moz
Six years ago this week (a couple months after he died) my friends and I drove down to Hendersonville, TN to visit Johnny Cash's grave (which in turn meant we also visited most of the Carter family's graves as well). We also hung out in the parking lot of the House of Cash from the Hurt video, though it was…

When will she ever learn?
She's now a Marylin Mozzarella fun-ployee!

He weighs 280, but you can't tell from the picture that he is actually 4'2".

You know what's funny about Vampire Weekend? They're the worst band in the history of the universe.

It's sad that we've gotten to the point that writing your own songs is in itself a marketing angle. Taylor Swift somehow found the way to string together the same C-G-Am-F chord progression that every other pop song of this decade was based on, and threw a groundbreaking Romeo and Juliet metaphor on top! Suck it,…

His pipes are clean.

Personally, I'd prefer 90 minutes of him talking about Fred's Bank.

The only thing that could've made that comment better is if it had been written by Stacy512.

"Flush that turd down the toilet!"

Intervention
I'm glad you went with The Gang Gives Frank An Intervention for the Sunny episode, though I wish that instead of the intervention itself, you'd singled out Frank's beer-gargling, aka the most amazing five or so seconds in TV history.

Like the article seemed to indicate, Cos has some pretty serious cred on the music tip due to "Hikky-Burr." But while the familiar version of that song is fine, I highly recommend the alternate version from the Quincy Jones/Bill Cosby album "The Original Jam Sessions 1969." It is some seriously hot shit.

I'm pretty sure you're talking about "Pull Your Pants UP!! U Saggin," which I'm assuming is exactly as awesome as its title would suggest.

In that case, our experiences stand side by side in a monolithic tandem of ownage.

Here's a few I guess
1) I got to interview Lou Barlow for my local alt-weekly. Sure, it's not writing the AV Club or anything, but it was still a pretty big coup for me, having never written anything other than 140-word music reviews.

I was just comparing ZMF's drunken inflections with Pollard's rants from the highly recommended "Relaxation of the Asshole" LP.

It's official!
ZMF is Robert Pollard!

I was totally expecting him to either use a voice scrambler, or talk like singer of Cannibal Corpse sings.