Part of the negative reaction was because these were old Baby Booomers asserting their authority on all things rock at the height of the yuppie 'me decade' their generation enabled.

That's depressing. But then, the American rating board did want to rate Bully - a documentary about teens aimed at teens - 'R', because of language the real teens in the film used in real life. Sometimes I think there's still a bit of a puritanical streak in your culture.

Well they're all in classes together where they have cordial discussions, and I see students of every type hanging out together in the corridors. This is Canberra though, which is different kind of city.

That's what I found interesting!

The movie is rated 'M' in Australia, meaning it's suitable for 15-year-olds and above.

It wasn't about 'quotas'. We were discussing the film in terms of how the media portrays teenagers, so they concluded that these days, a film about a 'typical' group of teenagers would include some non-white characters.
Our school is very ethnically diverse anyway. There's a refugee bridging program, a class for…

"they're utterly histrionic and practically bipolar; you can get whiplash tracking their emotional changes on a minute-to-minute basis"

The guitar intro on 'Sorrow' is pretty cool. From plugging directly into the PA system of a stadium. Too bad the majority of the song is blah.

I find it hilarious that that interview comes from a time when the UK rock press had to clarify that it was okay to like *some* prog rock (to quote: "Echoes was an LP-side-long, and rather-good- actually, track on Pink Floyd’s Meddle." - no duh!!)

There's the dig at Bob Ezrin too, for producing the ersatz Floyd. The man knows how to turn a grudge into inspiration.

The opening salvo, from 'Ballad Of Bill Hubbard' through to 'The Bravery Of Being Out Of Range' is devastating. Easily the best thing any Floyd alumni has managed since The Wall (and I'm a big fan of The Division Bell).

Clearly he needs Jimmy Page to complete the Yardbirds trifecta.

Especially since Amused To Death, which is so good, and was so neglected in its day, has seemed more prescient with each passing year.

See now, if only the Grammy voters would follow such inescapable logic…

I think it's also because the music journalism has devolved into general celebrity lifestyle reporting & social media campaigning.

So your basic argument boils down to: "they should award artists I like, and not artists I don't like."

The novels continued the story in some interesting way
*pauses to push glasses up nose and puff on inhaler*
They didn't try to continue the Dominion War, but focused on introducing new characters and revisiting old ones.

Sounds fuckin' rad. I'm down for it.

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"more gothic, more narratively stylized, its superlative stuntwork sometimes taking a back seat to visual gags and vignettes of deadpan comedy."