To be fair, I have created a lot of golden moments in a bathroom.

Are you sure you're not me?

I'm actually looking forward to hearing the live disc(s), because of how good I remember the bootlegs from that tour being. Adore live was really a different animal.

It really was a brief window of time in mainstream rock between Warrant and Limp Bizkit, but I'm glad I caught it right at the right time. I daresay I'm a better person for it.

When they did that, my two-word review became a lot less clever.

I was disappointed that it didn't sound more like "The End Is the Beginning Is the End." Teenage me bought it right after school on the day it came out and was very disappointed in the lack of rocking. Older, more worldly me appreciates it more, but MCIS still gets way more spins these days.

Roy Thomas Baker produced at least part of Zeitgeist, so I think BC was trying to pay homage to Queen with the vocal stacking. If there's ever anything a song doesn't need, though, it's more Billy Corgan vocals.

I disagree; I downloaded it off Napster like us college kids did back in the day, and thought the songs were alright, but the sound quality sounded more or less terrible. A few months ago I found a better-encoded, VBR version and the album holds up a lot better than I remembered. I prefer it to Machina I, not that…

I had never heard it (not really a Springsteen fan), but because of this article, I went and listened to the whole album. It's stunning that this was a bunch of demos and not a fully realized artistic statement, 'cause damn.

Instead you went forward in time and told me not to click that link. So you probably did some measure of good.

This was exactly how I described the entirety of the Nebraska album to my wife the other day.

Yeah, this whole article was a joy to read. Good job, O'Neal!

I also had a professor who taught History of Rock n' Roll. He was super conservative mostly just in the sense that he spent six class periods on Bob Dylan, to the exclusion of anything that happened in music past 1975.

Well, we try, anyway.

You and me both, brother. I'm glad I wasn't the only one thinking that.

The first movie doesn't end, but the third movie ends, like, four times to compensate.

It was my 90's mom's rite of passage, too, apparently. She also sat me down and made me watch Spaceballs and 70's sci-fi b-movies like A Boy and His Dog. I think that's why I hang out here.

I posted my comment before I read this one. Great minds!

I'm imagining that tour traveling via Hindenburg.

You aren't.