Tin Machine is a better record than Let's Dance. And I like Let's Dance.

I think it's a good album. The opening three songs are all still great songs. And it has a nice version of "Putting Out Fire with Gasoline" that holds up very well. The production is badly dated on a lot of the record. The filler is real, and it's not great or consistent. But it doesn't deserve the derision it…

Hours has some strong cuts. Several. Never Let Me Down does not.

REALLY? His best since Scary Monsters???? Is it a return to form?????

From what you've posted, I'd suggest Ziggy Stardust, Aladdin Sane, Hunky Dory, or Station to Station. Can't miss.

I'm especially put off by the phrase "return to form" with Bowie. How does a person who changes his sound and persona so often even have a form to return to? What people mean by this, it seems to me, is that he is doing something that reminds them of their particular favorite Bowie, and that's all they want him to…

Really like the first one. I just don't think of them as Bowie records. To me they're like Gorillaz or Wings or some other project by an already established artist that just aren't the same. If yo love Blur, you might or might not like Gorillaz, but they won't hit you the same way. I like Tin Machine as a band. The…

Aha!!

1942 or GTFO

It's still funny.

The 16 RPM is also a great device for learning fast guitar licks and drum patterns at a playable speed when you're a student.

I was watching some Simpsons reruns yesterday with my kids (first time through for them), and the All Singing clip show came on. They got to the Monorail song, and Phil's glorious performance started. I actually choked up. Fucking love Phil Hartman.

I must be missing something because I thought this was funny and charming. And impressive. The Roots can play anything on anything. Her voice sounds great. It's fun. What's the problem?

This movie irritated the fuck out of me. All of it. Just a constant, fingernail down the chalkboard, ugly, scenery chewing, shriekfest.

Yeahhhh…I still think they're pretty shite.

He's a new and better buccaneer…

Winner.

Lord, I want to be in that number.

This one hits hard. What a treasure this man was. I got to see him play a couple of times post-Katrina. One was the best show I have yet to see by anyone, on the last night of his tour with Elvis Costello promoting River in Reverse. It was three hours of joy in New Orleans, not quite a year after the federal flood. He…

Too soon.