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He's in your demographic. He's not in a lot of people's demographic. The world has kind of moved on from glam rock; most young people probably know him, if at all, more for his acting than his singing.

Art Alexakis is a fucking national treasure.

A lot of people have that reaction.

Evidently you're right. I was wrong.

Ah, my mistake.

Didn't QT already do a stage version of The Hateful Eight after the script leaked last year? And there was talk that he was gonna cancel filming and just have it be a one-time-only stage performance?

Perfect.

Oh! That's another Bowie song I know, I'm Afraid of Americans. I'm a big Nine Inch Nails completist.

Checking out all of those songs, the only one I'm familiar with is "Heroes," and I'm only familiar with that as a Wallflowers song on the 1998 Godzilla soundtrack. Didn't know it was originally by Bowie.

Also true story, I'm not certain I can name five David Bowie songs. A Space Oddity is the only one I've ever actually had on a music player. Changes, Under Pressure, The Man Who Sold the World (only because of the Nirvana cover)… don't think I know any Ziggy Stardust songs…

People have already forgotten about David Bowie.

I am in no way a Glenn Campbell fan, but his last song, "I'm Not Gonna Miss You," is the fucking perfect thing for a guy losing his mind to Alzheimer's to have as his epitaph. Really impressed by that.

Frowny face.

Not to be confused with Paul Reuben's penis.

He no longer has feeling in his genitals, so it's fine.

I live in Brooklyn. There are people living below me. There are people living on the left side of my bedroom wall, and people living on the right side of my bedroom wall. There are people across an alley behind my apartment, and people across the street in front of my apartment. The only reason there aren't people

I grew up in the U.S. and still live here. I've never seen a gun that wasn't attached to a police officer or soldier. I've only met two people ever (other than cops) who admitted to being gun owners (one of whom was ashamed when he told me he'd bought one, and begged me not to tell any of our other friends, sort of

Oh, you mean the scene where they were eating McDonald's. Yeah, in Samuel Jackson's house. I thought you were referring to a scene set in a McDonald's restaurant.

La Pipe: Every single one of the savage acts of violence described in this thread are direct quotes from the intro to "M.E.T.H.O.D. Man," a track on Enter the Wu-Tang: 36 Chambers, Wu-Tang's most celebrated and famous album. It's fucking strange that commenters in an article about the Wu-Tang Clan aren't recognizing

Yeah; my sister texted me in the middle of the night to tell me. It was really, really sad, but also totally unsurprising, sort of like when Layne Staley died. Heroin is not your friend, people.