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I hated spoilers before they became a thing and spoiler alerts, and I’ve always tried to avoid trailers. So many of them, you don’t need to see the movie once you’ve seen the trailer, they blow their load on there, the big gag or the surprise villain, so that watching the movie can be anti-climactic. Sometimes you’re…
Best of the Seattle Big Four by a wide margin:
Okay, okay, okay... I have a question. I’ve used very sophisticated, some might say decadent single-purpose bidets in Europe, and they have hot water and cold water plumbed in, so you can adjust the temperature as you ablute.
They get their license after causing an
accident.
I’m very, very old-school a luddite, to the point that I still had cable until recently, and only got a cellphone/smartphone two years ago. And yeah, the lack of navigating skill by the yoots drives me up the wall, the most innocuous, shortest journeys get plugged in, it’s like a crutch. “You go north over the bridge…
“She Sells Sanctuary” was one of those songs when after hearing 30 seconds of it being played on the day of the record release and the big reveal on CHOM-FM, I ran to the phone to call my buddy. “Turn on CHOM now!”, and I hung up. After the song ended, we called each other back and raved.
Heartspark Dollarsign.
I thought Moxy Früvous was an okay joke, as those things go, they weren’t as clever as Radio Free Vestibule or Rock et Belles Oreilles, but I figured they were mostly harmless and having a go at it. Until years later when I found out that Jian Ghomeshi was a founding member, and then the whole thing seemed a lot less…
There’s no real equivalence or beef between Barenaked Ladies and Our Lady Peace, they were playing a different sport. Not sure why Our Lady Peace never made it big, they had a good first album and the second had two monster songs, their lead singer was charismatic and made the girls swoon. And then, they leaned into…
Completely agree, ELP was totally underrated in the 90s.
Matthew Sweet was 100% fun.
Starred for Live being a steaming pile portion of your comment, not for the Gin Blossoms portion.
Okay, so nothing in that clip screams Leader Of Men at you.
Don’t cap on Michael Rappaport.
“The director’s decision tastes like burning.”—Ralph Wiggum
Is this some of that new math those damn Millennials are doing in school nowadays, instead of memorizing their multiplication tables? No wonder planes are crashing all over the place and tax-and-spend libruls can’t balance the budget.
“My attorney insists I don’t offer comment.”— Dino Ciccarelli, pantsless.