PotP FTW
Criterion needs to get on a decent DVD/Blu-Ray transfer of Phantom of the Paradise, like NOW. The current US version has no bonus features and a shitty transfer. The French version has a bevy of special features and a decent transfer. What. The. Hell?

Oh, Yoko's "The Fly". I was seriously veering toward becoming a defender of her recorded output until I heard "The Fly". Now I just meekly assert that not all of her albums are unlistenable.

Every night at closing…
…I would debate "Shaggs or Mrs. Miller? Shaggs or Mrs. Miller?" Either was great for getting people to hurry the fuck up and get out of the store so I could go home. And not surprisingly, I ended up buying both of their albums before I quit.

No, as much as I like The Time, I will now spend the rest of my days longing for Prince and The The to share the stage. Thanks.

I know that I don't have too long
Whatever happened to Soy Bomb?

I'm getting worn out from this marathon.
My body can't handle the constant injections of "Charlie Sheen"(tm). Can't we check in on the Hollywood Star Whackers to break up the pace?

Gag. You guys really should have known better.

Fruit Loops with Tabasco sauce
I have no idea why it worked, but it did.

I rather liked The Expendables. Good, dumb fun. Normally I think whatever the avclub wants me to think, but this time, I'm going to go it alone.
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Ha ha ha ho ho
…oh, these silly rumors. Of course none of it is tru-HEY LOOK OVER THERE! A BEAR! (scurries away)

Oh, your Scrawl post got lost in the many pages of comments. I, too, posted about them. They were great. Your drummer moving to Sweden seems like a crap reason to break up, but I'm sure they were also sick of the business. Being fucked over by Rough Trade AND Elektra will do that to you.

Our love is a like going to a Bruce Springsteen concert: it's really long, it's not that great, but WOW! What energy!

It certainly gets stuck in your craw (in a good way). I still haven't convinced the missus to devote the time and energy to it, but we'll get there some day…

That's impressive. If your iPod also has some Finnish metal and Funkadelic on there, then yes, I'm responsible.

While I'm at it: Art and Things By James Hance. He's certainly growing a following, so it probably won't be a one-man cult for long. My wife got me the Calvin and Hobbes print and the Wookie the Chew book for Christmas.

Oh, and
Scrawl. I loved them so much I actually emailed Marcy Mays and asked her all sorts of fanboy questions. She even emailed me back! I'm planning a trip to Ohio, and one of the stops is going to be her bar in Columbus.

Not finding it funny; that I can accept. It's not where my personal tastes lie (lay?), but viva la difference!

Hey there, it's a comedy, not a spy movie. I don't think they were so concerned about plot as they were about, you know, comedy. Hell, in real life, Bill Murray would have been shot dead in the first ten minutes of The Man Who Knew Too Little. Giles would have long ago suffered permanent brain damage from being…

Snapdragon
If you look them up online, you'll likely get a sub-sub-par-alt-rock band. The one I'm referring to sprang from Hattiesburg, MS, released one album, Drinking Watermelon Sugar, and featured the songs and voice of Tara Vandevender. She had a frail, mouse-like voice that would have fit in perfectly with…

Can I just listen to James White And The Blacks instead?