Yeah, I know.
De La yes. KRS-ONE, hell yes. And Monie Love and Lil' Louie Vega, yes yes.
But, Prince Paul production style around the time of new jack never really did it for me (- though I love Stetsasonic) and the thing about Latifah is that she is obviously a remarkable and positive person, I just thought her rhymes…

What you say about the Tongues is true.
But, man, Arrested Development was some Sesame Street level shit.

I'll call. You're bluffing.
You're holding an Arrested Development and a pair of Queen Latifahs.

@avclub-85b0faa88b92483cbe957df7eb9602cd:disqus That's pretty much where I'm at, except with the suspicion that she can't make interesting music either without a crafty trend-whore producer around to help with the technicals.
She's wants to be the world version of Madonna 2.0, but with the seams of contrivance…

Dear Headline,

Yes.
And apropos of Lanois, I had this thought that Arcade Fire should enter their working with Lanois stage shortly. Not that they need it, but the results would be interesting.

Oh, we're doing this?
K, my two bits: Tangerine Dream's Electronic Meditation is fucking terrifying.

Seriously, Aykroyd is from my neck of the woods and I know for a fact his whole thing is fresh water fishing.
Locate your bachelor party near a good fishing hole and he will come.
And tell him Erik Von Daniken's spirit will be present.

"weird dopey stoicism": nice. An appreciative and accurate way to describe Reeves.

I hope the Dark Bros "New Wave Hookers" series features prominently. This is the abyss from which American Apparel marketing emerged.

So he's kidnapped by Cilicians pirates, but returns to kill all the Cilians? What an asshole.

Yes.

Yeah, sure. There's Lou. Y'know, Lou Lemon. His pants are very decent.

The second from the left looks like… omg, it IS Sean O'Neal!
He's been in on it the whole time.

Fucking someone with the cramps = one of the least greatest possible joys in life.

@avclub-1e1692bf525d88abf663ece93fe486c8:disqus so you live in Jersey then?

Yup yup, if you made it through Cities of the Red Night okay, you'll be fine. The Western Lands in downright readable by Burroughs standards. They really are feats of thoroughly imaginative literature.

Yup.
So Naked Lunch is a great film but is obviously its own thing. Cronenberg knew that and Burroughs approved. But it is not strictly the story of Naked Lunch as I recall, I think of it as more of a meditation on the Burroughs narrator that appears throughout numerous works, ie., Junky, Interzone, etc.

Lux Interior was like the fun-loving brother of Nick Cave from the Birthday Party era.
My God, was Lux an awesome force of nature on stage and on the mic.

Me too. And now I feel … shame.