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From an avid watcher to: I’ve only read recaps and reviews like this since right before The Negan Years. Morbid curiosity? At least I can read a review in a few minutes as opposed to sitting through another misanthropic slog. That said, I’m considering watching this last season, just to see how it all wraps up. I may

Oh, turn me on more, dead man.

I love Moribus (the character). My first comic was a giant-sized reprint of his first encounter with Spider-Man. Then I heard Leto was playing him, and my zeal for the movie was tempered. But I’ll still watch it.

Point. Set. Match.

And now we wait for her to be Milkshake Ducked. Set your timers.

I saw him on the Alanis tour and thought his “wild-man drummer” persona elevated the producer-heavy JLP songs. I was legit excited to see him with the Foo Fighters, back when we all still thought of the band as a Nirvana side project. And then spent the next 25 years enjoying the Grohl-Hawkins Mutual Appreciation

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Yes, but does either series feature a car stunt like this?

Came here to say just that.

And to clarify: I loved Aidy’s sketch, too. But I wouldn’t qualify her as underused.

“Am I high, or did that episode just give two of their underused female performers their own spotlight?”

OK, I’m a little out of the loop. Babeheaven and Babehoven are Not the same band, and their releases are called Sink Into Me and Sunk, respectively. One is from NY and the other from the UK (Google is my friend!). Is there some sort of synergy I’m missing? A puzzle piece Google left out? Or this like that week in 1994

I am an SNL apologist because of these reviews. I will follow you wherever you lead (ok, that sounded creepier than I intended). Fuck the G/O, down with the sickness, and all that.

I decided to revisit Oasis last year, *before* my reintroduction to the world of, um, herbal mind alterations. I had to skip around on BHN, which I couldn’t make it through even back in 1997. Perhaps I should try it Noel’s way, “It was just meant to be played once, on that day, high as a kite… then never to be

Ridgeland is a suburb of Jackson, which isn’t saying much, but being a metropolitan area, you would expect (for Mississippi) 1-2% more progressive voters than say, Yazoo City. Not sure what my point is, except I’ve gotten to the point in my life where I no longer feel the need to explain why I left my home state 25

Huge eels fan back in the day. Saw them a number of times. Then somewhere after Blinking Lights, I started to notice the sameness, and songs seemed to get more boring. Not bad, per se. Just boring, which might be worse. I’ve given each album since then a cursory listen but nothing has returned me back to the fold.

I’ve somehow never heard this before, and now it is my new favorite thing.

<carries the 1, moves the decimal> Jesus Christ, he was 30 when Ferris premiered? I know that teenagers seldom play teenagers, but man, he’s had me convinced that he was at *least* 8-10 years younger than he is for decades. He and Paul Rudd must share the same vat of virgin’s blood.

Hands up if you tuned in *solely* because you’ve been hoping for a live-action Pizza Dog since around 2012?

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Let me save you all some time: here is the ONLY Halloween song you need. Just put it on a loop:

I’ve been thinking a lot about this, and I think that 30-40 minutes is the perfect length for an album. Not just because it fits conveniently on vinyl, but because it forces refinement of track selection, provides a sense of immediacy, and goes out before it gets old. I’d rather listen to one great 35 minute album