In addition to the movies I mentioned in one of the letters quoted at the beginning of this piece (quite douchetastic of me to slyly reference that, but still), I also have a soft spot for the scene in the Rome Episode "Testudo et Lepus (The Tortoise and the Hare)" where Vorenus and Pullo liberate Vorenus' children…

@Boo-Ya-Ya, Jere

I just traversed over to YouTube and watched a few more Decemberists clips. And (for me, anyway) it's a shame that Meloy happens to be the lead singer. I actually find myself digging the rest of the band and the songs, but it's hard, so, so hard for me to get past his voice ("You beloing to the gaayyeeng/And you say…

It's his voice that turns me off, plain and simple. Too precious by far.

When I read the title of this article, the aforementioned Abbey Road, Sgt. Pepper, and Ziggy Stardust all immediately leapt to mind, along with, for me, one of the most compelling start-to-finish album listens of all: Sinead O'Connor's I Do Not Want What I Haven't Got.

My personal favorites (in no particular order):

Putting aside my many problems with Zack Snyder having been the one to finally see this project through to the big screen, I must ask this: What the fuck was up with Dr. Manhattan's lips not properly syncing up with Crudup's dialogue in fully 65% of his scenes?

I think, given Meloy's voice-The Most Annoying Voice in Music (TM)-, that everything this band puts out is, by definition, cloyingly precious.

Jesus.

Uh, that should be
"comedic talk show bits".

Damn you, unfunny Leno! Damn you all to hell!
Jesus Christ, can the apocaplypse just go ahead and *happen*, already? I mean, goddamn, Mr. End-of-the-World, you've been teasing us all with your coming for fourteen years (back when you chose to deliver the Late Night Ratings Leader baton to the near talentless Jay…

Seriously.

Damn you, Bemused Ghost! You beat me to the comments with the same witticism! Shit!

Can we just all agree
that the Statler Brothers' "Bed of Rose's" is one of the unsung country classics of the last 30 years?

Can't think of a better place to post this (and it's probably too late, anyway), but I just put holds on these CDs from the local library. Did I do all right? Or, um, not?

Just want to say, vis-a-vis Tom T. Hall, that his Country Songs For Children LP is a straight up classic.

There is no god.
God damn it.

I have to admit, as someone who has a love/hate (mostly hate) relationship with christianity and christians, I do love me some (older) southern and bluegrass gospel. In fact, here's a pretty decent example of a recent bluegrass gospel song, that even that human tampon Bill fucking Gaither can't fuck up, despite his…

I give big props to all versions of The Long Black Veil. But the iconic version (and this is coming from a Cash superfan) is without doubt Lefty Frizzell's.

Agreed.