BUT WAS THE DREAM REALLY OVER?

Let's be fair, Elastica mined the fuck out of Pink Flag.  That being said, they looked great doing so. And kudos on the excellent source material.

Me too.  I think my first tapes were Beauty and the Beat and Vacation.    I know my dad, who was a big 70s rock fan, was aghast.

What a fuggin rascal!

Stay tuned, we'll get the stars from Silk Stalkings to drop on by!

Night Flights back on the old USA Network was the perfect stumble home at 1 am  programming.

I did a 2 year course at Julliard for sackbutt.

But with no HURDY GURDY MAN?

GEICO theme.

That's called the ZAP ROWSDOWER, NO CHASER.

Wheel out the Jethro Tull flute guy for a bitchin' TWO MAN renaissance fest jam.

So let's slather on the blame like an even stroke of tangy miracle whip on the bread of the corporate hegemony.

OK, that's my new desktop image right there.

I feel so…. prurient!

The sarlacc is the postmodern orchid in its representation of womanhood.

the swan finally convinced him that conditioner is better.

*downs an Odwalla Super Protein in one swig*

Back when indie was indie and not actually bankrolled by a Weinstein.

I've never been too good with names.

"The butterfly tattoo of singers", "100% pottery barn", fuck.  Ms. Crow, pick up your broken face on aisle 5.