It's a good thing you guys have Marvin Gaye, Stevie Wonder, Iggy, Derrick May, J Dilla and Negative Approach on the plus-column of your ledger.

Touche.

This point has probably been made a thousand times, but Jesus: The party that loves working itself into a froth over libertine Hollywood values elected a two-bit, thrice-married reality TV star with multiple sexual harassment allegations president, and he invited a rap-rock shithead with assault convictions and a sex…

I think it was Sarah Palin who pioneered the use of “satire” to mean “horrible-and-in-no-way-satirical thing I said that’s still being discussed on the news three days later.”

(David Crosby shakes head sadly.)

If he actually believed these things, then he would be mentally ill and deserving of some sort of sympathy. But here he's just admitting that he's caused untold grief to innocent people and degraded the level of discourse of an entire country because there's money in it.

Turn this pitch into a light musical, and I'll find you some investors.

I remember a couple years ago trying to start an herb garden. I opened the package of seeds for my cilantro plant, and immediately got pissed off. "Wait, is this…this is fucking coriander! Who wants coriander? I wanted to grow some goddamn cilantro. I'm gonna go right back to Lowe's and tell those fuckers what…" (wife…

Yes. I liked the Lego Movie, but I was entirely un-scandalized when it wasn't nominated.

Well, that problem really didn't lie with the more niche or craft categories. (Nominations for things like animated film, foreign film, and some of the technical categories are/were shortlisted by small committees of experts in that field, whereas the acting categories are decided by every Academy member who's in the…

Boy and the World was so, so good, and the likelihood I would have even known about it without the Oscar nomination is quite low. But God forbid the Oscars should expose people to great under-the-radar work.

A very well-traveled friend once brought me some fresh Madagascar vanilla bean she bought at an open-air market in Zanzibar. There were all sorts of spices there, but vanilla was the real hot commodity. She said there were guards with semi-automatic rifles watching over the goods, musicians with strange wind…

This is, quite unexpectedly, the most enjoyable and interesting piece I've read on this site in months. Seriously.

It holds up really well. There was that period in rock radio where everything you heard was either Nirvana, dumbed-down rip-offs of Nirvana, or cleaned-up rip-offs of the Replacements. (Just never, ever, the Replacements themselves.) "Hey Jealousy" was by far the best staple of the latter category.

Circa 1999, I was in a band with a somewhat older dude who had taken a job rewriting code for a utilities company in preparation for Y2K. He was not an engineer — he could barely send an email when he got the job — but there was so much hysteria surrounding the encroaching catastrophe, and the company was so terrified…

HEY EGGHEAD, SING FAIR HARVARD.

Clicked here just to leave that comment. Dammit.

Virtually the same experience. When I was 18 — and working at an indie video store that kept maps to the nearest Blockbuster Video under the desk, in case anyone complained about our selection — I saw so much of myself in Rob's character that it actually made me feel somewhat normal. Re-watching it at 30, I was…

Remember Memoirs of a Geisha? (I mean, there's no real reason to, but if you do…) Japanese audiences were pretty annoyed that the main female roles went to Chinese actresses.

Not really. Divorced of all context and knowledge of Hollywood history, the casting of a white actress as an entirely fictional cybernetic shell who lives in an entirely fictional place in the year 2029 is a silly thing to get mad about. But viewed in historical context — where a list of every non-white role that was…