I can't imagine the boss was a delight to be around.
I can't imagine the boss was a delight to be around.
Eight utterly perfect tracks.
It's more of a lick.
Cadáver exquisito.
Hey, kid. I know a better game.
To be reunited with The Tick.
You can Breton it.
As an 80s kid, I find that both Arnold and Rugrats have a really off-putting look.
Didn't the Grateful Dead write a song about that?
—the (K-tel)V Club
The trouble is, if we invert the page layout to a black background with white letters, people of all colors get eye-strain.
Lady Godiva's Operation.
C'mon sucker lick my battery.
As far as article headlines go, this one's an A+.
Reminds me of how good the jam section in VdGG's Killer is.
Yeah, my point was that I have to think a minute to get past guitar solos, and that's what popped up first.
This fellow would like a word, monotheist.
As a listener and non-musician (a few years of piano lessons as a teen, probably enough innate skill to play basic rock and roll if I took the trouble to learn), I'm happy to be progged and jazzed into unconsciousness.
Sugar Cane Harris' violin on Willie the Pimp.
Anything laid down by the fabulous Ruth Underwood.