FINALLY.
FINALLY.
Flew into Austin, Texas I watch Jimmy Flemion of The Frogs perform a three hour solo acoustic tribute show to his brother, Dennis. Played a lot of material from Racially Yours and Squirrel Bunny Jupiter Deluxe, but Jimmy also announced and performed a lot of new material from an upcoming and final Frogs album.
If you were hoping the reissue would explain how one masturbates with a magazine, you're out of luck.
And when it's ironic, you're Devo.
You know, even I've turned and decided the "It's funny because they attack EVERYONE" excuse isn't good enough, but in the case of Punk music such as The Dickies Or The Dwarves or The Meatmen, I'ma let it slide.
Still doing shout-outs to The Residents, I see.
I really enjoy the phrase "no-nonsense abortion."
Too bad Christopher Nolan has no visual style outside of a blue filter.
I traveled down to Bend Oregon and then up to Redmond Washington to see Ween Live with a hideous bloated eye infection. To everyone's suprise, Ween played The Mollusk in its entirety in Bend for a 20th anniversary celebration.
Normally shows that rely on nostalgia tend to get under my skin, but man I really did appreciate that shot of someone watching Quincy.
I felt the same way about Tina Fey in Muppets Most Wanted, tbh.
Of all the things to be confounded by in terms of hip apps (is Instagram even hip anymore?), not understanding Instagram is fucking confounding.
I had a friend who ate a bunch of LSD for a Roger Waters show last night and then came home to this episode of Twin Peaks. Needless to say she had a pretty wild birthday.
Pretty sure the scenes with the Giant/Girl/the birth of Laraball were the first ever glimpses into the White Lodge, acutally?
UNHhhh is a goddamn national treasure.
The Blair Witch possesses one of the characters so she can give the other main characters the finger. There are a lot of laughs to be had in Blair Witch II. Also an overly southern sheriff.
Hottest take: Book of Shadows: Blair Witch 2 is the last great truly unaware Camp film. It's a fucking howler.
Dude, the Saw movies have one of the most tortured, overly complicated, Gravity's Rainbow-levels of nonsense backstory. Unironic use of the word lore is warranted.
Any nerd up in arms about Villeneuve handling Blade Runner is complaining for the sake of complaining, dude rules.
Nerp.