And used record stores are the place to pick up used comps for $1.99 or less. Most people don't buy comps, I guess, so they're priced to move.

Passion Sources is excellent too. Companion to different Gabriel album; same concept.

I love the Red Hot + comps! Even in genres I don't care for overall, the Red Hot collections are generally fantastic. I especially like the first (+ Blue), the 2 + Rios, and Offbeat. And Silencio = Muerte. And No Alternative. And…

It doesn't stop with sentient humans, either.

Don Henley has no Elvis in him.

Bacon taped to the side of the hot tub or GTFO.

Right. Korine dynamiting the zeitgeist? More like trying to light its burrito fart.

"Hah? Get a job?"
"What for?"
"I'm tryin'a think…"

I SAID… WHAT'S that on your HEAD?!?

I can't wait to talk about The Rapture. For a film I only saw once, it has stuck with me like no other. Truly haunting.

The director's cut is essential.

"Song for a Future Generation"

I don't know if this will help, but here's a gay male perspective on the situation:

Cats… Now and forever.

Remember when Peter Gabriel's Scratch My Back came out, and he said he the companion album I'll Scratch Yours would follow later in the year? That was cute. Just like he followed Up with I/O.

Even more to the point, put aside those two types of festival-goers — those who want to see as many bands as possible and those who prefer to park in front of one stage — and consider the type that doesn't even really care what type of music of playing, as long as they're sufficiently out of their head and dancing…

I think Glastonbury and the other 60 megafestivals that happen every summer are the nearest analogue on your side of the pond, @avclub-c855671e89e5a8ca47266b656ae81559:disqus . Picture the "typical" boozed- and E-'d-up fans littering the lawns of those festivals while hardly paying attention to the music (except when…

Beware, though: I hear that if a girl hears Dawes and then douches with PBR, it *doubles* the chance of conception.

"I'd Rather Be High" was the immediate standout for me. None of the reviewers seem to be mentioning it, but I think it's an instant classic.

And even that steaming heap had "Baby Universal", "Amlapura" and "Goodbye Mr. Ed" buried in it.