MTPOD is amazing, but my favorite Sedaris short is from Dress Your Family in Corduroy and Denim.
MTPOD is amazing, but my favorite Sedaris short is from Dress Your Family in Corduroy and Denim.
The only Interpol album which should be outright ignored is the self-titled one. all of Antics and about 50% of Our Love to Admire were great. The new one's pretty good too.
There were no other hits, just a hook on the Notorious B.I.G.'s debut and (I think) a track on the soundtrack to My Best Friend's Wedding.
Scott Smith's A Simple Plan
I want an Erykah Badu take on Their Eyes Were Watching God with guest verses from André 3000, Common, and Jay Elec as the protagonist's three principal love interests. Maybe D.O.C. could show up to play that dude Janie makes out with in the beginning.
Does he still have enough money for something like this?
Well, it took 17 years, but I've finally been inspired to listen to this album. I've always liked "Staring at the Sun," though.
Octavia Spencer won an Academy Award, like, two years ago and here she is playing 5th or 6th fiddle to a bunch of Pretty Teens With Problems.
* clap clap*
If I'm a boxer, I'd walk to the ring to the "Dead Wrong" instrumental.
I was very, very passionate about Interpol during the first half of the Aughts, but I probably haven't listened to the S/T album more than a dozen times. I've only been through the new one once, but, while I can't say my socks were knocked off, I can tell it's going to get more than 12 spins.
Says a nightmare art hoe!
"The Lighthouse" aside, it's all downhill after "Pace Is the Trick".
*crosses Breaking Bad blu-ray set off of birthday list.*
Quoth LuAnn van Houten, "Ewww, no"
My mom dragged me to see Road to Perdition with her, but it had already sold out by the time we got to the theater. I (stupidly) suggested that my mom and I see Signs instead, forgetting that she has no indoor voice and she can't handle horror of any level. There was a lot of screaming and flailing. She accidentally…
I brought Inglourious Basterds to a family get-together at my grandmother's house. Everything was good until my perennially late aunt showed up right before the massacre and proceeded to interject with things like "this is so violent!" and "You're enjoying this?" for the rest of the film. Grandma dug it, though.
Exactly.
At least she died doing what she loved.
Yeah right. Smashing Pumpkins will break up, except for bi-weekly appearances at his tea shop.