Much like, say, Raditude, I wouldn’t say there’s no good songs on Funstyle, but rather the bad songs are so bad that I’m disinclined to try and salvage the good ones. I should probably go back and reappraise Somebody’s Miracle, which just failed to make much of an impression on me at the time.

The s/t didn’t deserve the dreaded ‘0.0' from Pitchfork — I can’t think of a record that does — and there’s a solid EP of material there, primarily the first five songs and ‘Friend of Mine’. I can’t really remember anything from Somebody’s Miracle, aside from “Table for One”. Funstyle is pretty much a disaster,…

“At [19], teenagers are mature enough to know what they’re being part of.”

These sort of snarky takedowns work a lot better if you don’t misspell Morrissey’s name nine times, including in the damn headline!

Early on, I was working under the theory that Mare’s daughter was a werewolf.

Hey now, let’s leave Lone Star farts out of this.

I love the bits with the puppet mailman.  “Woweeee zoweeee!”

You know, this never would have happened at Sufjan Stevens’ Modestly Priced Indie-Folk Club & Kombucha Pop-Up.

Quality-wise, I think Weezer may be the least predictable band I know. After the classics Blue Album and Pinkerton, you have the pretty good (Everything Will Be Alright, White Album, OK Human), the acceptable (Green Album, Maladroit), the not-too-good (Red Album, Hurley), the outright bad (Make Believe, Pacific…

Very much looking forward to Superwolves.  Had no idea there was a new Split Single record on the way, and Mike Mills now on bass?  Yes please.

Before the pandemic, I was travelling to Austin several times a year for work, and I would make at least one Alamo visit on every trip.  Very much looking forward to doing so again someday.  (RIP The Alamo at the Ritz, where I saw the last two Avengers movies.)

I’ve been watching the Oscars for a couple decades, and I’ve never seen them move Best Picture up.  And boy, did it ever pay off!

God, what a wet fart that ending was.  Moving Best Picture up so they could end the show with a posthumous award for Chadwick Boseman, then giving it to Anthony Hopkins.  It makes me long for the genteel fuck-ups of yesteryear with Bonnie & Clyde giving La La Land the wrong award.

To be fair, in the sixty-nine, Dylan’s nose will also tickle your rear.

So apparently Master of None S3 will be a five-episode season focused largely on Lena Waithe’s Denise, with Anzari directing and he and Waithe co-writing all episodes. I’m here for it.

“I love you, you love—”

Playing in touring bands in the late ‘90s/early ‘00s, we either relied on the atlas itself, which was pretty useless once you got into a city, or reams of printed-out MapQuest directions, which became useless as soon as you missed a turn.

And for the gamer community, a new ending:

Nice, we’re one death closer to King Ralph:

I was going to chime in and mention that at least the film has a great soundtrack, but then I realized I was thinking of Catch and Release.