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Justin Bieberbrox
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I clicked it.  Wish I hadn't, though.

PROUDFEET!

I would like to get girl-drink drunk and then go see this show.

I'm seeing… nothing.  Video's not coming up, for some reason (up-to-date Chrome on Windows 7, anyone else?).

I think the problem was that the actors could never really sell the dialogue.  Look at Deadwood - similar old-west dialogue with even more soliloquies and anachronistic phrasing - yet it was awesome there (especially coming from Ian McShane).  Coming out of these guys, it just sounded awkward and prewritten.

Not the same because the playing time was shorter.  Tapes had the right amount of time on each side to feel like a mini-album, whereas records just felt (to me, anyway) like you had to get up and flip them too often.  Subjective, of course.

I hate cassettes and I'm glad they're gone (mostly).  That said, the one thing I liked about them was having two sides - it made every album into two mini-albums, and gave mid-album songs a chance to be another album opener or closer.  For example, I'll always think of "My Michelle" as being the other first song on

And you're gonna be wrong.  CDs don't sound "brittle and cold," a crappy mix sounds brittle and cold and a CD just doesn't hide it.  Well-recorded music sounds great on a CD no matter how many times you play it, whereas a tape can start off sounding OK but degrades into total shit with very few plays (since each time

So you're not keeping up with the O'Neal snark factory, then?

Right, so like Dik said, "when CDs came along, their entire purpose disappeared."  You could make CDR mixes much easier than tapes, no accidentally taping over the end of the last song or running out of space right in the middle of a song.

I'm fired, aren't I?

Agreed 100% with Dr. Up.  Fight scenes were repetitive and boring, and the laugh-out-loud gags were few and far between.

Just saw this last night.  Gotta give it a big "meh."  The first half (the intro and beginning of the pub crawl) is all setup with little payoff, just painfully slow and not all that funny (a few jokes aside).  Once the main event kicks in, it picks up but still isn't all that funny and the fighting scenes are

Later pages probably spell out the conditions for exercise of the options by the label.  Basically, if they do what they're supposed to, then they get the opportunity to extend for two more albums.

The cover might actually be Def Leppard.  I think they re-recorded most of their catalog in the last few years in order to get around the fact that their former record company, whom they had a falling out with, owns the original masters.  Clever in concept, but it turns out that they can't really play them the same

I recall ordering Motley Crue's Theater of Pain and whatever Twisted Sister's album was called from a cassette club (remember those?) and then hiding them under my bed because I was worried about my parents' reactions.

No song evokes the utterly confused yet somehow nostalgic feeling of unrequited middle-school puppy love like "Love Bites."  I'm back at the school gymnasium when I hear that.

Wesley Willis!  Rock over London, rock on Chicago!

Here ya go, knock yourselves out in the kitchen this weekend kids.

But… but.. where's the Cookie Monster patois?  Is nothing sacred?