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fuck yeah.  just like i did when johnny cash died.

aw man this makes me very sad.  i only got to see them once at lolla '94 but they killed it.  smashing pumpkins had to follow them and did not do well.

did anyone else see the live webcast last friday?  it was pretty good.  

ah man, you're making me all nostalgic for when i lived in flagstaff and paid 650 a month for a 2 bedroom house in the middle of the national forest.  oh, how i looked forward to hatch chili roasting season!

it's 26 minutes long!  no fade outs on the version i played on the jukebox.  man, it was epic.  

where'd the hot dog go?

here's my ween jukebox story.  my wife and i had just come out of the forest after a 3 day backpacking trip.  we stopped at a tavern near mt rainier national park to get some burgers and beer.  they had one of those newfangled jukeboxes too, and, hey, i'm a guy who likes to get my money's worth.  so i put on the

sounds good, and there are tour rumors a' floatin.  would be great to see the horse in the summer light once again.

i completely support your decision

it's from rogue, so it's actually overpriced human urine

new belgium is awful.  i had a fat tire wasting away in my fridge a while back and i tried to drink it…ended up pouring most of it down the drain.  the best thing i can say about that brewery is that it is often a gateway to better brews for some people.  red hook isn't that great either but i went to their

i saw him 2 years ago in nashville…ramble at the ryman.  it was awesome.  gillian welch and david rawlings came out for the best "look at miss ohio" ever, and then when i thought it couldn't get any better emmylou harris walked out and burst into "evangeline".  it was a magical night.

i found this shirt at a thrift store 18 years ago (this is the poster but the shirt is the same..it's a ringer with "84" on the back).  i still have it but my wife wears it now.

i've never had a marshall, but i recently purchased a '55 fender tweed deluxe.  turn that fucker up and it roars!  but it made me think…who the hell in 1955 ever turned it up to 12?  

i'd bury the lead in elizabeth shue's end, if you know what i mean.

lube sells, but who's buying?

i think that the neverending pixies reunion is frank black's gift of charity to the other band members.  he is certainly never at a loss for new material (and a lot of it is still great stuff) and the fact that the pixies haven't recorded anything new has more to do with the other band members than fb.  i've seen them

friendly fire!

grey power!

frank black, dipshit.