Revelations is like a perfect punchline at the end of a joke.
Revelations is like a perfect punchline at the end of a joke.
Yup, that's some Dylan Thomas stuff there. I think it's actually a grammatically correct sentence in Welsh.
I agree. It seemed strange that something to which I was indifferent would inspire such outrage in the general populace. Does this indicate a pathology in me, or in the rest of society?
People don't like to be challenged. It's all perfectly bland, interchangeable muzak that management will allow you to play in your cubicle (at a respectful volume, of course).
No, in comparison to Billy Idol, RHCP suck ass (and not in the good way). Compare the adult-contemporary pap of RHCP vs. the tight rage of "White Wedding", or the all-out fury of "Rebel Yell", or the sublime beauty of "Eyes Without a Face". (and no, I'm not trying to be ironic.)
Eggborne, if those are your gods, I suspect you have a severe theological crisis looming.
Hey, being a sociopath is a full-time job, and the pay & benefits stink. Don't even talk to me about the pension plan. I have to find my job satisfaction somewhere, don't I?
Cool, so we can agree that Lenny Kravitz feeds on cockroaches & dung-beetles. I'm comfortable with that.
Exactly. Completely mediocre. If they were actually bad, I could find some smarmy, ironic appreciation for them. But the fact that their music inspires complete indifference, and is EVERYWHERE ALL THE TIME makes me despise them. They are the living embodiment of John Carpenter's "They Live".
Sorry to repeat myself, but it's good music for people who have never heard good music.
(Heh. I said "eat myself")
Yeah that's freakin' horrible. It's even worse in that dragonflies don't even fly that high; the vegetation they eat is on the ground. If Mr. Kravitz's aspirations are that grand, it tells of his audience. It's still not as bad as the "fire/desire" rhyme rampant through the '70s & '80s.
We are all going to die alone, Lord Andre. Unless you're a suicide bomber, I guess…or a victim of a genocide.
Oh we still remain in contact. However— and I think we all know this by now— I am rather, uh, "outspoken" in my opinions. She knew what she was getting into. Also, she's a dyke, so I wasn't getting laid anyway.
Hipster Dick Cheney, how dare you compare Phish to Mozart??? Mark my face well, sir, for it will be the last thing you ever see on the battlefield.
No, they've always sucked, and they always will suck. You remind me of my friend who was infatuated with Phish back in the '90s, and now realizes how much they suck. This is my single biggest complaint regarding the college system: It seems to foster adoration of really shitty music. Guess how many times I walked…
Hey, I please to aim.
It's certainly not unsafe to say that.
Good christ, I am so glad I'm not alone in this. Every time I turn on my radio, one of their shitty songs is playing. I want to kidney-punch that Flea dickhole into the floor. Foo Fighters are going down the same path, in spite of the awesomeness of Grohl's Probot project.
You read my mind about RHCP— JackFM pablum. This reminds me of the time my friend invited me to see her band. She approached me afterward for my thoughts, and I replied, "It's good music for people who have never heard good music". We're not friends anymore.
I know he uses the word a couple of times, but Martin Scorsese's scene in "Taxi Driver" seems to underscore his character's rage by the absence of the "F-word". He sort of reflects Bickle's rage in a similar (if slightly more visceral) manner.