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Milton
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I recall there being several moments in Quantum where, due to the nonsensical editing, I genuinely couldn't tell if Bond was chasing the bad guys or the bad guys were chasing Bond. As you rarely see humans chasing after zombies, these scenes will presumably be more clear-cut here, at least.

I recall there being several moments in Quantum where, due to the nonsensical editing, I genuinely couldn't tell if Bond was chasing the bad guys or the bad guys were chasing Bond. As you rarely see humans chasing after zombies, these scenes will presumably be more clear-cut here, at least.

The plague of terrible names afflicts all genres, regions and races pretty much equally these days.

The plague of terrible names afflicts all genres, regions and races pretty much equally these days.

Do you really need a present-day-written track-by-track review of "No Jacket Required"?

Do you really need a present-day-written track-by-track review of "No Jacket Required"?

I think you and I were in the same band, or else this is a common first-time-in-a-recording-studio experience. I'm still not sure how that engineer managed to make my old folk-infused punk band sound like a Jesus Jones knockoff.

I think you and I were in the same band, or else this is a common first-time-in-a-recording-studio experience. I'm still not sure how that engineer managed to make my old folk-infused punk band sound like a Jesus Jones knockoff.

I love MBV.
Loveless is just about my most-played album ever, and Isn’t Anything isn’t far
behind. Love them, love them, love them. But I’m glad this piece points out the
most unfortunate realization than an MBV superfan can come to – seeing them
live is a miserable experience. For two reasons:

I love MBV.
Loveless is just about my most-played album ever, and Isn’t Anything isn’t far
behind. Love them, love them, love them. But I’m glad this piece points out the
most unfortunate realization than an MBV superfan can come to – seeing them
live is a miserable experience. For two reasons:

Likewise. Basement-level expectations, surprised to find myself legitimately enjoying it halfway through.

Likewise. Basement-level expectations, surprised to find myself legitimately enjoying it halfway through.

Yeah, that was an off-puttingly odd tangential detail to throw in there. Also, I wrote this comment while eating some Greek yogurt with flax seed, which is known to "lessen the severity of diabetes by stabilizing blood-sugar levels."

Yeah, that was an off-puttingly odd tangential detail to throw in there. Also, I wrote this comment while eating some Greek yogurt with flax seed, which is known to "lessen the severity of diabetes by stabilizing blood-sugar levels."

Oh good lord, how much do I love this song. Still hasn't lost any power after years of repeated listens, production quality was on a different planet from the rest of R&B coming out at the time. That's all I have to say. Great piece.

You know what would make me more likely to pay $12 to go see a movie? If I was allowed to do all the other things I usually do at home for free while I'm there.

It made its official production budget back, yes. However, it didn't make anywhere even NEAR its production budget-plus-marketing-plus-whatever-else-the-studio-doesn't-like-to-talk-about budget back. (Especially for big studio films, the official budget the studios talk about publicly is usually between 2/3 and a 1/2

I never got him either. And forget about bloggers — on my bus ride home tonight, I can find you some fiery pundits who'd love to angrily debate politics if you want, with the added bonus of a knifefight almost certainly breaking out at the end. It wouldn't be any less educational than listening to Olbermann and

And yet plays it in every single concert, usually as the climax.

"Touch Too Much" is pretty much exactly what Def Leppard would sound like if they had balls. Which I mean as a compliment.