There was a killer sandwich joint around the corner from the Biltmore, I remember that much. 

Exactly.  Pre Britpop explosion, there's a picture of Brett Anderson in full on Bowie glam in front of a Union Jack, with the caption "Yanks Go Home!", a none too subtle takedown of the grunge emanating from Seattle to ports of call across the globe.

No one put a stop to it?

True operatives!  

Contain yourself, sir!

Agreed.  The Like (their first album) was much better than this.

Or, the state-controlled Russian version of @horse_ebooks 

Coolest mf'er to ever grace the big screen.  Uncompromising, no sellout, all with bulletpoints on the IMDB that any indie talent would slice his left nut to attain.

Large Marge greenlit Cop Rock?

Where's your proof, fact man?

That Obie, upstanding gent providing stompings without obligation.

Seether - Veruca Salt
Bull in the Heather - Sonic Youth
If I Only Had a Brain - MC 900 ft Jesus

Pulp, Suede, Blur, even the Longpigs, all great.  And yes, Oasis crafted some belting pop earcandy, so them too (as much as stuffy criticism would have you think otherwise).

Took the skinheads bowling!

I hope he's being tongue in cheek, but it was obvious that the Cool Britannia was a direct outgrowth from the already two-decades long v-finger salute to the queen, home, and britain that had been in play since Bill Grundy tussled with the Pistols.  It's the natural progression of things.   Uncool will eventually…

Needed Colleen Camp.

Nikolai Nikolaeff, true comrade and active party member of longstanding service.

Dutch East India Trading Company maintaining radio silence.

Justin Timberlake:  When Robin Thicke is just too edgy.

His hair is part of the Olive Garden neverending pasta bowl when he's on shift duty.