Phoenix, Ariz.?
As a resident of Phoenix, may I take this opportunity to say fuck you to the anonymous press-release scribe. Either write our state's name out like you did with Maryland, use the postal code abbreviation — no one is going to mistake AZ for Alaska or Arkansas, you dipshit — or, fuck, I don't know, leave…

Ah, respectability.
I see we've ditched the "Frustration sets in when:" and other cutesy soundbite format constraints.

Not that it matters, but the key word in my withering sarcasm was "incidental." I just can't imagine getting worked into a lather at the shitty music used as punctuation for everything in modern life.

4. You mean Etta James's "At Last"? The one Beyonce sang to them?

I'm not sure that it ever had a second life so much as it never stopped getting played.

Short answer: British people are insane.

What's this "second time around" bullshit? Joplin never recorded, and certainly didn't have a hit record with the damn thing.

More suggestions:
December, 1963 (Oh, What A Night) by the Four Seasons: first in 1975, and again in 1994.

Briefly and disappointingly, would be my guess.

Last Of The Summer Wine doesn't count, because it's not American.

Definitely a dick.

Ooh, a new NBM reprint!
Thanks for letting me know about the Bringing Up Father reprints. George McManus had one of the all-time great Art Deco design sensibilities. The early stuff isn't quite as great as it would become — and there's no guarantee, especially with NBM, that the current reissue attempt will get there…

I totally agree. I too cannot handle incidental music which doesn't instantly validate my chosen lifestyle, sense of self, or superior taste, even if it only lasts for fifteen seconds.

Metacritic doesn't make me feel like I need to take a shower after visiting. Therefore it is better than Rotten Tomatoes.

Hooray! My magnum opus about the sex lives of 17th-century French composers, told entirely through the medium of cut-n-pasted photostats of 1930s sci-fi comic strips, finally has a title!

Eddie Campbell's art ugly? You poor blind son of a bitch.

TWfS: So did mine. That little book taught me about masturbation.

Extragant should mean something too.

That's what happens with me, zircona; I always hit play instead of, uh, select.

First songs
Right now, it's Aaliyah's "Try Again," which I'm okay with. It hasn't become annoying yet; I just switch to shuffle mode and hit next.