See also: humorless Radiohead fans.

On one hand, I'm a fan of Jello. On the other, I cannot imagine what it must be like to spend a significant amount of time with the man. It's gotta be tiring. See also: My feelings towards Billy Corgan.

I'm going to guess that he's pretty intense when he's saying these things. It's one thing to read "JLo should be raped" on the internet (where, by the way, it's still horrible) and having a husband frothing at the mouth when he says the same thing.

Let us not forget that Ben "the pyramids are grain silos" Carson is also a surgeon.

Wooooooooooooooow. I don't know what'd be funnier: if he meant the entendre or if he didn't even realize that he was making one.

Yup. I've been aware of Jones for a while, long before Newtown boosted his profile, and I'm firmly convinced that he believes in the gist of what he says. He may not believe everything that comes out of his mouth, but in his mind the lies are justified by the "truth" he's putting out there. Further, what he actually…

A legion of ginger Scottish amazons?

Yep. They are at the top of the game live. 40-something Scott Lucas brings more jam to the stage than a lot of guys half his age.

Their first two albums are stone cold classics, their next two varying shades of good. After that, eh, some definite carp. Hardly qualifies them as one of the worst bands ever, though.

I love this description and will use it at my earliest opportunity.

Hey, pop though it is, that first Boston album is front to back classic.

Voice work is easy money. You go into an air conditioned studio, lay down voice tracks for a few days, them collect your paycheck. Wether or not they need a new deck, it's a good gig if they can get it.

If you're looking for more fem-fronted rock, check out Le Butcherettes. Feminist punk anchored by a gonzo magnetic front-woman, Teri Gender Bender.

Current listening includes (albums):

Oh, that's it! I'm gonna report this to me member of parliament!

So I tied an onion to my belt, which was the style at the time…

A movie that begins with a shot of Nicole Kidman's butt and ends with her DTF: Instant classic.

Oh, it's not in the shadow for me. Like Frasier was to Cheers, Better Call Saul is its own beast in my mind. I just meant to the wider culture as a whole. I still get the impression that, while respected, the general public still sees Better Call Saul as second banana to Breaking Bad.

ZZZZZAP!

Hey fun boys! Get a room!