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Earthling is fucking *terrible* though, so bad that anyone who wasn't the greatest artist of the 20th century might never have recovered, and even he took a decade and a half.

Old timey! I was so amazed the first time I said 'fortnight' to someone from North America and they didn't understand me. It's pretty common parlance here in the Antipodes (and, I assume, the UK too).

That 'Please Like Me' kid is in cellphone ads that air every ad break and I want him to go away and leave me alone.

Yeah, that was what I loved about Neil Gaiman's run on Miracleman, stories about regular people (and, er, reincarnated clones of Andy Warhol) living in a perfect world controlled by Nietzschean Übermensch.

I was 21/22 and equally obnoxious (probably worse) when this aired and refused to watch the show for about 3 or 4 years afterwards because I hated it so much.

War on Drugs is my #1 so far but the Manic Street Preachers indecently excellent 12th(!!) album Futurology is pretty incredible too.

Perfect is a near-perfect pop song.

I think I speak for younger brothers everywhere when I say:

There was a documentary on Australian TV about the history of INXS this year and they didn't even mention the fact that he died wanking - they asked one of the band members a question that skirted the point at one stage but otherwise it's like they maintain a grand illusion in this country that A) INXS were one of the

Terribly sorry, Mr. Johns.

Na, Torn is a pretty excellent pop song.

Hilariously, a lot of people in Australia think Silverchair are a great band worthy of respect… INXS too! They also have this singer named Jimmy Barnes that you risk being lynched if you insult.

A gentleman with the nom de rock 'Pat Smear' was a touring member of Nirvana and a founding member of the Foo Fighters, if that helps.

Pretty confused as to how Whatever Happened to My Rock n Roll, Movin' on Up, You Were the Last High and Slow Life sound alike.

THAT'S NOT HOW MAYORAL ELECTIONS WORK!

Previously I wasn't aware of any pop culture set in Hokitika, New Zealand but now last year's Man Booker Prize winning novel The Luminaries by Eleanor Catton wins by default.

I think Hot on the Heels of Love by Throbbing Gristle is one of the sexiest songs ever recorded, which may go some way to explaining why I haven't had sex since late 2012.

It was the first AV Club inside joke I saw from the beginning and I don't want to try to work out when it came about because I will feel ancient.

I have never clicked that thing that used to say 99+ and now says 9+… some things are better left unknown.