I love this story SOOOO much.

The 60's evil ventriloquist one. Are you thinking of the 80's 'Black Devil Doll From Hell'?

I remember seeing one as a kid where someone was in a tent in the desert, strapped to a bed, and slowly squished into a tiny box via some kind of rack contraption.

He had five Carlisle singers from the one album! Why didn't he just buy the whole thing?

… because they had been in the back of a shed, exposed to rain, and were covered in mould. Full rubber gloves / facemask time as I cleaned the grooves of every one of them. The majority just needed a wash, and sound fantastic.

That's why I never got into Nirvana. The fucking magazines constantly singled out their deep lyrics in reviews, and I would read and think WTF?

Especially when Herschell is the only one with the infinite shotgun cheat!

The conversation with my friend who was watching:

In real life, the usual bacteria in a human's mouth would travel up and consume the brain in about a week. Whilst there might be some matter left, it would be chunks and mush, not intact.

You've read the comics. Remember the young twin boys, and their eventual fate? I'm guessing the show's just doing that arc with the girls instead. The "She's messed up", rat-feeding and zombie-naming seems like it's telegraphing the girl is unstable .

The same situation arose in the comic, via different characters who were never introduced in the TV show. It's likely.

COMIC SPOILERS for something like Issue #63

Anything involving Andrea and / or the Governor couldn't possibly be called 'good'.

The reality of what bacteria does to dead flesh guarantees that 'real' walking corpses would only be a threat for about a week.

Maybe the bike pipes are made from reconstituted Cybermen, who clank around like a toddler attacking a saucepan drawer 95% of the time, yet constantly sneak up on people.

As I watched it, I basically thought 'this is like television from the 70's'. Basic plot, closed stories, no complexity or post-modernism or meta-understanding. It's like 'Hart To Hart' but with a charisma black hole instead of Robert Wagner.

Yet the critics point to artists like this:

I bought 500 vinyl singles for $20 a few weeks ago. All from about 80-91 or so. Sure, there's Prince and REM in there, but if you told me I'd also be blasting the walls with Bon Jovi and Belinda Carlisle a week ago, I'd have called bullshit.

When I listened, I didn't think there was a chorus, but a big void where a chorus should be. That being said, the song doesn't bother me.

I dunno. I'd argue songs like 'Black Hole Sun', 'All Apologies' and 'Everybody Hurts' are power ballads, in their own way.