Gotta throw a "DUMMY!" in there somewhere.

I'm far more interested in what Sanford and Son have to say about Jay Z's greed.

"I ain't no Professor Pickles!"

So a broken incredibly expensive clock is correct twice a day?

Good Lord. I used to live in one of those apartments.
We called it 'Alphaville'.

"Electronic Tonalities".

I'm not going back, Jim.

Gang Of Flour.

That man was Tim Rowe. He was percussionist. Previously he played drums in a band called Boy Elroy. BE killed it and was a delight in many ways.

Heh. BiL. I was Drew Miller's roommate for some time. Such a great band, and Drew's taste in music was unassailable. He had lovely shows on KFAI in Minneapolis, 'Adrenaline Solution' and 'Crash Gearbox'.

Right off the bat I see this is a bunch of baloney: Trabants just aren't that fast.

There are the doughnuts.

I have a lovely memory of a Cows show at the 7th St. Entry in Minneapolis with Kevin wearing his Catholic priest outfit, and thinking, 'man, this is so…appropriate'.

If that's not his work it's a doggone good facsimile.

That's good to know. He's a terrific bass player as well as a screamingly hilarious cartoon drawer.

Many, many, many years ago I would draw comics on Saturday mornings with Kevin Rutmanis who played bass in Melvins. Cartoons would be on the TV while a group of us n'er-do-wells would crack each other up with silly drawings that would later be compiled into home-made comic books. This was before he joined the Cows. …

Mr. O'Neal's work on Mr. Froese's obituary is the best I've read today by far, one written by an individual who appears to have some connection to the man's music.
Thank you, sir.

"Whatever. I don't get the 70s."

"Nothing's happening so fast!"

"In this movie, Jack Palance actually worked for Scotch"