Pavamente
"Aye, are you gonna see-a da show?"
"What show?"
"It's-a da Pavamente! Dey-a gonna rock-a you so hard!"
"I thought the show was tomorrow."
"No, no. It's-a da special show I got inna my restaurant! You come an see! Save a bunch-a da moneys!"
"The band's playing the back room of a pizzeria in Evanston, Illinois?"
"Ye…

Man, when this comment board gets started, it's gonna be crazy! I mean, classic commenters from like three years ago coming out from all sides naked with firehoses spraying the new kids into pained submission, the Young Turks lighting Lobster's 1's head on fire, decapitating him, filling his neck with lighter fluid,…

TV on the Radio and Little Dragon are the masters of the modern sexual soundtrack. Machine Dreams is one of the best sex albums I've ever heard, and there is no sexier song since Sign O' the Times than "Lover's Day."

Hey, Remember Back in 2003 and 2004,
…when DOOM released a new record every few months? Well, goddamn it.

Comment describing Scientology favorably has been removed by The Lone Audience of the Apocalypse's good taste.

If he's willing to stand up against Scientology, blackmail-be-damned, I can forgive the entire last ten years of his career and say without reservation that I admire him.

Hubbard may have been a scoundrel, a douchebag, and a terrible writer, but if he had been stupid, his religion wouldn't have made him wealthy.

Can Kevin Spacey Really Get Away with Pissing Off Scientologists?
Isn't blackmail, or, as Battlefield Earth puts it, "leverage,"the basis for their entire religion?

OH GOD I'M BEING OVERWHELMED BY THE TORRENT OF COLD DOUCHE

God yes.

Song of Solomon remains the best Prince video ever.

David Fincher's Funtacular Fucksplosion: Now with Extra Fuck!

I Always Envisioned Paradise Lost as an Action Film.
The moral devolution of a charismatic antihero is the perfect subject for a late-summer "gothic" blockbuster! Just like Dante's Divine Comedy is the perfect narrative basis for a video game about a 'roided out warrior slaying the legions of Hell to get to his…

Listen.
I been promotin' pornography a long time. Hard business. We're in a recession; they got that internet shit for free now. Tough times. Listen: I seen these guys. They ain't no porn stars. That redhead maybe done some nudie work for a while or somethin' but you bet she'd cut your face if you even asked her about…

The mere fact that Janelle Monae is on this record tells me it's better than Skeletal Lamping. Also that I'm going to buy it today, reviews (which are, thankfully, positive) be damned.

In the front row, Dadafari, there is no boundary between you and the performer whatsoever.

I can't wait, too. You & Me was a marvelous cumulative experience, and their set at last year's P4k Fest was terrific. They're playing a tiny ass club in Louisville next month that hasn't even got a stage. I don't know how it's possible for them to be playing such a venue, but it makes me very happy.

We should all aspire to be sharp-tongued men of few words.

No Shit?!
People weren't lining up to see I'm Still Here?

The end of the film suggests that humans are moral free agents, unbeholden to religious strictures, because God does not speak to us or reveal Himself in the material world. Thus, we must face the prospect of problems that have no fixed solutions- for Jonas, nuclear annihilation; for Tomas, human love and cruelty-…