I love Bettie Serveert. Super underappreciated band.

I know they became a better power pop band as time went on but I'll always love Smeared by Sloan since it's the first thing I heard by them way back when.

Dry Your Eyes - Brenda & The Tabulations
Baby Lemonade - Syd Barrett
Floater - Bob Dylan
Lost Again - The Honeydogs
Jockey Full of Bourbon - Tom Waits
Waiting In Vain - Bob Marley
Got My Mojo Working - Muddy Waters
Lone Pilgrim - Mekons
Bed of Roses - Screaming Trees
Let's Say Goodnight (live) - Los Lobos
The Man In The Iron…

If Bias lived and was even half the player he was projected to be, it's such a huge game-changer. Bird and McHale don't have to play through injuries in 87 and 88 that end up shortening their careers and Bias is physical enough to withstand the pounding that the Pistons laid on everybody. I think, at minimum, they…

I'm a huge Celtics fan and grew up in the Bird era but that argument is insane. Jordan was just on another level from anyone else. Now if you want to have the Bird/LeBron discussion, that's another story.

I'll always prefer his earlier work. Like that mashup with the Reading Rainbow theme.

Hope that means Adam Scott is being saved for a Party Down series. A Ron Donald figure with pitstains is a necessity.

No, but there is a Larry Gingirch.

I have Crow, Servo, and Gypsy figures that came with the Shout Factory dvd sets. I never even knew there were Funko figures.

In an ill-advised bit of corporate synergy between Criterion and Funko, the Salo figures never quite sold.

And his reward: being traded to the Sonics for the pick that became Len Bias.

I've always felt that, as great as Bird's play was, DJ never got enough credit for recognizing it as it happened and cutting to the basket immediately for the easy layup. Johnson was a tremendously underrated player. About the only guard who could play Magic straight up despite giving up about 7 inches to him.

It's somehow fitting that Shakespeare has now come under fire in this insane time. A four century legacy as a literary Everest can go shit in a hat because, hey, this criticizes our guy. I'd weep for our nation but it's not worth the Kleenex.

Eno's speech will just be a low rhythmic hum that lasts for 43 minutes.

If this means that the Kraftwerk guys have to sit awkwardly onstage while Flavor Flav shouts insane shit at them, then by God, it has to happen.

Babe Ruth's teenaged mistress's.

I remember a friend playing the Dee Dee King single for me and being dumbfounded that more than one person felt that it was a good idea to let that thing see the light of day.

A lot of the original NYC punks were, at minimum, mid to late 20's when they first started recording albums. That might be why I find that their stuff has stuck with me as I've gotten older as opposed to the young angry UK punks that weren't the Clash.

Where have you gone, Deborah Norville? A nation turns its lonely eyes to you.

I eagerly await the Steely Dan wing.