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Strange that no one has brought up Greg Lake's "I Believe in Father Christmas" (or perhaps someone has, and I've missed it in the hundreds of comments).  I have mixed feelings for this one, as lyrically it successfully walks a tightrope of nostalgia and cynicism, yet musically is so bombastic that I can't imagine ever

I'm so offended, I'm giving you the silent treatment for exactly 4 minutes and 33 seconds.

Yes, these did air on YTV.

Bring back Olmos in a dual role as a dragged-out-of-retirement Lt. Castillo and you've got yourself a sale.

Yes.  Italian Spiderman is seriously a million fathoms of awesome.  If you haven't seen it, rectify this immediately.  I recognize some faces and voices in Danger 5 who carried over, in particular the old lecherous scientist who turns up here as Hitler.

I'm eating generic raisin bran from a Pyrex measuring cup.  Will someone please show me how to use Kickstarter to raise money for bowls?  Thank you.

The point in my original comment, however poorly articulated, was that it was about turning one impulse toward feeding another, i.e. sex into death.  But I don't disagree with your original comment.

And thus, my choice of the word "allegory" rather than "documentary".

Actually, I teach film, Gary.  Dunno if I'm any good at it, but there ya go.  Best of luck in whatever it is that you do.

The second half of FMJ clicked for me when I read the whole film as an allegory for how the impulses for sex and empathy are respectively mutated and stripped away in the process of becoming a soldier for the modern state. The second half becomes a little less vignette-y and Joker less passive when you see it as every

Yorn desh born, der ritt de gitt der gue,
Orn desh, dee born desh, de umn York York York!

The twist reveal will be that as Johnny-5 wheels out of the happy human's home and toward the sunset, for the first time we see his back…and a metal plate on the back that ominously reads, "T-1".

Yessentials? You'd probably find the most consensus with the following:

All this talk of Yes has made me pull out my 90125 CD from the basement and give it a whirl. It's shocking how well the production of "Owner of a Lonely Heart" holds up almost 30 years later. The bass and drums are almost absolutely dry, with nary a gated reverb to be heard. The only thing that sounds remotely

Reviewing prog albums…
…on a site such as this is almost a fool's errand (no slight intended, Jason.) No matter what, you're gonna get slagged. You're gonna get slagged for the fact that you're deigning to critically evaluate (and therefore take seriously) a band such as Yes; or for writing a review that has even a

Animaniacs stole that verbatim from an SCTV sketch with Eugene Levy and Tony Rosato as Abbott and Costello. And now back to whatever it is I do.

Yes, the omission of even a preamble comment about The Great Dictator is an egregious oversight.

And speaking of Spike Milligan and Hitler…

Echo the Fearless love. There is no way on paper that the climax should work, but my lord, it is simultaneously one of the most affirming and devastating endings to an American movie in the past 20 years. Perhaps a Peter Weir "Gateways to Geekery" would be in order.