Jan Crouch's giant pink hair bobbing up & down.

for the public good: https://www.youtube.com/wat…

The big ending is the triumphant release of NWA & the Posse. Then credits.

Cancer Boy in Brain Candy. https://www.youtube.com/wat…

I don't. Proof was great, & Denuan has produced hits by several people on this list.

that was the original title.

I really liked It Follows, but my favorite thing about it is it's score. That music is fucking great.

What i feel bad for him for is the time he was playing some college town, & he tried to stage dive, & everybody moved out the way, & he just flat out hit the ground. Then somebody stole his shoes.

one of the only times i've ever seen anybody mention that song. I really liked it as a teenager. For some reason that was my jam for a minute.

As a lifelong resident, I look forward to a Spielberg depiction of a post apocalyptic Oklahoma City.

i saw a photo of a subway menu where somebody who worked there pasted a piece of paper over Jared Fogel, that says, "not jared."

It's always seemed to be a punching bag, but I think arby's is one of the better options if you're just going to eat fast food junk. I like their chicken sandwich, & they don't hate gay people (as far as I know) like the other chicken place.

I just kind of assume the people I listen to are super famous, then I find out that they kind of are, but only in Belgium.

really, Vince Staples deserves better than that. Did he sign off on that?

Well, he's right. I love the beatles, but I ain't going to bat for Sgt. Pepper.

My guess is that text messaging to blame. You say you see how it creeps into speech, well a bulk of what I type everyday are text messages, & I type them the same way I speak. I'm always getting the red line underneath, telling me, "that's not a real contraction." When doing actual writing, I'd correct it, but in…

oh, he sucked it up all right. They asked him to stop doing that too.

I dug that too. Perfect outlet for him. Shame it didn't last longer.

Well, neither was almost anything written by Kafka. Still glad the world got a chance to read it.

Who gives a shit?