I'm fully comfortable with my own heterosexuality, but I can't deny that my gut-reaction first-though whenever I see vintage Delon is simply, "goddamn, that's an attractive motherfucking man."

I adore the line here about "arguing that a movie’s
tedium signifies the real-life tedium of some circumstance," which is the essence of some of the most infuriating arguments I've ever had about film. ("Don't you get it, it's SUPPOSED to be stupid and shallow and boring and ugly and out-of-focus with inaudible…

Indeed. Their first record sometimes rubbed me the wrong way, but even then it seemed obvious that they were in on the joke in ways very few of their critics recognized.

You should try reading them — the vast majority are precisely the opposite of what you're assuming. Moving directly from the author's childhood memories of listening to a particular band to their personal analyses of each track to general scholarly theorizing. There are a few, like ones on Paul's Boutique  and In the…

I've briefly worked as a music critic, so I'm sympathetic to the cause, but it would always kill me when I'd see incredibly basic musicological terms just thrown around by non-musician reviewers with no regard for what they actually meant. "Arpeggio," "waltz," "syncopated" and "fugue" always seemed the most abused. I…

Interesting piece, but I actually think these oral histories are becoming MORE important as tools for writing about music than they ever were before. The reason being that there are so many more intelligent critical voices out there finding an audience than ever before, yet almost none of of them have the resources,…

I've never been accused of being overly culturally sensitive or politically correct, but fuck this shit. As good-natured as we like to pretend we're being here, all this amounts to is laughing at a poor black dude who maybe isn't media-sophisticated enough to know how he's supposed to talk to a reporter, and who is…

God bless the French.

Right on about the Kinks. Radio seems to systematically ignore their entire mid-career pinnacle.

I know a journalist who told me about the time she once profiled Mr. Rogers years ago. She had started out with affectionate feelings toward him, but through the research process, she started to feel deadened by the relentless procession of great things and acts of kindness that everyone who knew him kept coming out…

He does whatever it is that Griff did in Public Enemy, or Jarobi did in Tribe. Plus he's a dorky-looking white kid, which IS kind of funny in context…

My experience as well. The whole thing was a bit awkward at first thanks to the sudden shifts between ecstatic, overblown applause during the breaks and then rapt, devotional silence during the songs. Then he played "In the Aeroplane…" and really made a huge point to get everyone in the crowd to sing along, which…

I have absolutely no idea what's actually going on behind the scenes here, though I hope it's not what all the signals are pointing to.

"Breaking: Extremely marginal musical figure from the early-'90s did stupid things as a teenager, later felt bad about it, and now has to answer to the public for it for some reason."

I was quite surprised to find myself completely on the side of the accused neo-Nazi when I read through this story.   

I'll tell you exactly what happened.

This is kind of extraordinary.

I highly recommend clicking on the "erotic Aargh" link. Kept imagining an "Idiocracy"-era professor puzzling over the deeper meta-textual significance of James' divergent spellings of "aargh" across the three volumes.

Judging from the review, this show sounds much darker and weirder than Hannibal.

I just wanted to say that this review — and the vast majority of comments here, and the pitiful ratings that this show received last night — have done a lot to remind me that there are still segments of the population that retain at least a smidgen of human decency and a sense of shame. I'm serious — it's enormously…