We all know which grunge prog poet superstar messiah they're really still listening to.

All of Mine albums are solo albums. Have I not mentioned that I conceptualised, composed, performed, produced and begat each of the Works that maketh Mine canon, on Mine own, Myself?
I am The Smashing Pumpkins. I am Zwan. I am Billy Corgan. All is one, and I am One.

That's a bald statement Rabin. Personally I felt the G.L.O.W lumberjill ring-rats brought their A-show during the commentary, dazzled as they were by the glow cast from the tropological halation of Mine own vertex.

I felt it was important to take the opportunity to perform the majority of the set solo yet also in front of my band members, in order to clarify that Mine mass in fact contained zero parts that could in any way be co-attributed to Iha. Hence, the day before the show I threw a jellyfish in Chamberlain's face.

'Tis the imperfections which augur true Art, for it is necessary to afford an Artist the modesty of fallibility in order to grasp perfection. 
So it is that Mine own canon bespeaks of picaresque transgressions on the journey toward a place of true divinity within the hidden soul of harmony itself. Thus Zwan; lo Zeitgeis…

He kind of looks like Me in that picture, don't you think?

May they forever languish in the shadows cast by The True Poets of Zwan.

[unzips fly]

I still have quite a few CD-Rs of Machina II/The Friends & Enemies Of Modern Music if anyone needs a copy.

tetrahedral muse
Autumn wind upon Mine leaf
now blanched to oolong

tetrahedral muse
Autumn wind upon Mine leaf
now blanched to oolong

Such was mine If All Goes Wrong , and yet it rendered Tila aslumber. Perhaps truly resplendent Art shall always cause discord among its flock, as with Hulk or Zeitgeist. Personally I feel that if this is as lyrically heteromorphic as it looks, it could be Lee's Mellon Collie.

Such was mine If All Goes Wrong , and yet it rendered Tila aslumber. Perhaps truly resplendent Art shall always cause discord among its flock, as with Hulk or Zeitgeist. Personally I feel that if this is as lyrically heteromorphic as it looks, it could be Lee's Mellon Collie.

Phew!

Phew!

He's a big, mean bear. I'm a Pisces. We pick up on these things.

He's a big, mean bear. I'm a Pisces. We pick up on these things.

A cynical, wretched folly which will only further tarnish a once proud legacy. 

A cynical, wretched folly which will only further tarnish a once proud legacy. 

It's yet another example of Reznor expropriating a concept bourne from Mine own Work.